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pay A Presi ‘ "St Pea nEEsoanee SSSR SAO SESSION an Becond-Class Matter. Dencarigtinn hates 15 The Brening| For Pnstant ‘and the Continent and ‘World for the United States AM Countri and Canede. " in the International Postal Union. FEED AMERICA FIRST. Ww": price wheat ecores new high records daily. ‘I'wo dolla wheat is already talked of as a grim possibility. The price of white flour to the baker has risen from $4.25 to $7.75 @ barrel. New York ie notified that before the end of the week it . stay expect six-cent bread. All over the country bakers are issuing “qernings that either the loaf must shrink or the price increase, Meanwhile wheat goes te Europe at the rate of from 1,000,000 to Dashels a day. Chicago grain specalators figure the “killings” ean make by cornering what Is left. Where is all this to end? Is mere “watchful waiting” on the of the Government, “watchfulness” on the part of District At- ye here and there, going to avert the dire consequences of a famine? If an embargo on foodstuffs is the only thing that @ave the people of the United States not only from losing all of lest year’s huge wheat crop but from actual starvation then why doesn’t the Government take prompt action to safe- the country’s chief food staple? Can the nation not expect of is sufficient grasp of the situation, sufficient foresight to come q te the rescue? America raised the wheat. Feed America first. ny Se H 4] i General Manager Huff of the B. R. T. testifics that he can pack forty-two standees in a surface car. No wonder the B. ————_+ 24 2 CHARITY ON A BUSINESS BASIS. ‘ R. T. made him Vice President! Also Slaughter is his first name. I8 related that one day Col. James Fisk and Jay Gould were along Eighth Avenue toward their offices in the Grand my Opera House Building, at Twenty-third Street, when a man } —s- - @tepped up and asked them for some money. Mr. Gould pulled out a well of greenbacks and began to search for a dollar bill, when the | Gctonel grabbed the roll and handed it to the wayfarer, saying: “Jay, * Bever count charity.” . Among the day's doings the report of the Charity Organization Bociety excites considerable comment because it appears that for every “Galler it distributes to deserving persons the Society requires $1.50 te get the distributing properly done. ¥ ‘ The Society cxplains with great care and particularity that it » ~ does count its charitabl. efforts, that it cndeavors to inculcate thrift, Stimulate a desire for better living and help the recipient of charity »te lift himself out of the dependent class, All this, it is pointed out, takes time and money. | ‘This explanation is in no way unreasonable. Overhead is the | great tax in all business. If charity aims to ba business-like it cannot | @ecape such a charge. In all sound business it is the rule to reckon | from 125 to 150 per cent. for overhead. This means that where a ‘workman receives $1.00 for turning out a given product the consumer | pays $1.50 in addition for rent, light, heat, maintenance, designing | ~ and supervision. he The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell ‘Copyright, 1015. by The Heme Mublishing Oo, (The New York Kreuing World), 4 {4 ie OR the last time, take himymost comfortable chair and smiled f en placed on a systematic basis has to bear a similar out ‘ore oot!" | reassuringly at Mr, as though to Charity when placed ystematic basis has to b imila bet: I shoot!" M hi It would be hard to devise any way i cried Gus, and he|remind that unfortunate man that no 4 ood. h és Oni. Pek cried vad : ay wey.5o throw it off other than to reached for the fire ex- | matter what he had done, he, Dink- of hand out as Col. Fis! urge “wit hout counting, tinguisher. aston, felt no spite and held no*resent- 3 There is no harm in giving liberally. On the other hand, it is] Covered with copper pennies till} ment. he looked lke a costermonger| “Everything would have been all Pisin that, without some chock, some organized control, it is only too @asy to encourage a chronic pauperism that hecomes an appalling Durden upon the community. The records of charity work in New York City show a deplorable number of persons who readily slip into the habit of counting on aid to save them from the consequences of their own shiftlessnoas. ——-— ----¢2 — Speaking of Billy Sunday, the Evening Post's correspond- ent writes: “When he talked to the ‘society folks’ he told them » @ Mttle story out of Henry Van Dyke. He adapts himself to all sorts and kinds of audiences.” And maybe flatters ‘em a paitet in hin “peariies,” Dinkston, the mag-|"eht,” continued Mrs. Jarr acidly; netized poet, stepped back in alarm] “everything would have been all right and Mr. Jarr, also reallaing that now|!f only you, had minded your own was the time to retreat before the} business and kept out of other peo- allies overwhelmed them—for Rangle,| Pie's affairs, And then to drag me Slavinaky and all the rest were grab-|!"to them! Suppose anything had bing every portable object in the cafe | happened eckoned to Dinkston to retreat.| Mr. Jarr’s Jaw dropped. “Suppose And the two hurriedly withdrew in| ®?¥thing had happened?” he asked in good order, Dinkston's hand encoun- tering the bolt and chain on the side door and giving off a last electrical display in the shape of a green glaring flare as when a trolloy wheel “arcs” againat the feed wire in sleety weather. ‘There was no place to take Dinkston * (who was now complaining his volt- age Was running low because several of the pennies sticking to him slipped an inch or #0) but home. Mr, Jarr -————-+4e------ THE CORPORATION CODDLER. MAZING notions entertained by the Public Service Commis- sion of the First District as to its duties toward the public that created it and pays the $15,000 salaries of its members @ontinue to shine forth. oe From the testimony of the Commission's Secretary before the Aagislative Investigating Committee it appears that not only did “the Commission pigeon-hole complaints and complacently ignore ro- violations of its “orders” on the part of public service corpora- 4 Ma but that it actually warned its own servants to be less “vigorous” 1 tie their treatment of remiss companies! oe iq The people of New York thought they had set up a champion protector of their interests. Now they find they have spent <. i to maintain a board whose first thought has been to keep et eorporations happy. ——_-4¢-—_ who poisoned her two babi {es to be arraigned this week on the charge of} murder in tho firet degree, This case has brought out opinions, comments, Judgme nd decisions from think- ers, moralists, psychologists, “women | jurors” and all the rest, walked ahead through the crowd that had gathered, shou ‘Hands off! Danger And ao they made their way into Mr. Jarr’s domicile unmo- leated, the crowd parting to let Dink-/| ston pass at a safe distance. | “It's the first time I ever was a| Some blame the woman, the ma- live wire!" murmured the poet, “And |Jority the man. There are those who now I realise the pride one feele when |#ympathize with the present legal one realises one can electrify the| Wife and others whoge sentiments are crowd!" with the woman who gave up all for “You'll be lucky if we are not ar-|love. Some there are who decry the rested for atealing electricity,” | Present laws of marriage and divorce growled Mr. Jarr. “And before you) and raise th eee Weare, | ¥6% in the come up into my flat I want you tol iat brecentir i Argan oe hee ot oe haut radiator and | recognise the merciless power of con wet of some more of that elec- | vention, tricity you are packing around. Do| Sometimes it Is ponaible for 9. Hite man whose conduct will shock my | measure of happiness, perhaps a com: wind to oblige Me Pun ttRvehved. tht whet the union Be gfe rd de Grew | concerns an Innocent third person, ® Pride's sake the held out eumolent| Chis. then the hope for Beppe electrical attraction to hold on te the! “erhe minute that Ida Walters réal- pennics. Mrs. Jarr, who had returned before them, admitted them in co that n! Ie was indigo Monday. Hite From Sharp Wits. @ good thing that nature can’t} the brow and some get monay by the . There are people who | noise of the mouth.--Abbany Journal. make a mess of it if they had a baa It ts the wise man who is aure that a hie parachute is in working order be- ined that such a third defenseless in- to be a part of the life that she had chosen, then was the "i tt for the strength of her woman- who proposes a marriage |f0F® he goos up in a balloon.—Phila; | could be felt, She led them into the|hood te show itself, ‘There are those | 4 law to-marsied. —Toledo Blade, |4*/Dhia Telegraph front room, giving orders down the| who talk about the courage of this {ty sei eee * private hall to Gertrude to keep the| Woman in giving up @ legal husband Give @ man a baby grievance to are wanted fm the work | nurse, then leave him alone a few ling up home industries.—Bal-| hours, and the little thing will de- American. velop into a meant, A -¥ e e e Zhe Gellar that one ‘The men who really know how the ae Gallas, but the one that | War se going to end are eltting around and “convention” for love. It does not | yaad the 10 the arms of some one you do children away. And then she sald— to Mr, Jarr, for Dinkston never got | tenes ot muss fy poy don’ Diamed for anything—‘Weill, air, what have you to say?” “What have I to say?” repeated Mr. | ¢ Jerr, “Why, what oration am I ex. ng The Evening World Daily Magazine. Tuesday, February 2, 1915 AS cw cataan ed Git You DIDN'T DROP Your. Teer hh THE CHOPPER. er ns OOOO ODDO 0000000 000000000 0000000000000 000000000000) Poor Mr. Jarr Is Blameless, as Usual; But That’s All the Good It Does Him. 900000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000) turn, ston. “Goodness DIDN'T happen!" “Weil, I have nothing to do with it, but please leave me out of your dreadful carryings on next time!" snapped Mrs. Jarr. abruptly turned and asked Dinkston if he would care to have a cup of tea. | gloves she despolled Mr. Dinkston of Mr, Dinkston murmured politely. H “Oh, not in the least, thank you! And he then gazed sadly at Mr. Jarr as though trying to figure out if it would not be best to withdraw his moral support from him, “And what are you doing: with all those pennies stuck all over you?” asked Mrs, Jarr, sharply, of Dink- Whose Is the Blame? The Eternal Duel Between Desires and Conventions By Sophie Irene Loeb Coprright, 1918, by The Pree Dublishing Oo. (The New York Ereuing World). DA WALTERS, the woman, tection for the blameless little ones. gracious! What And then she! Then was the time for Ida Walters to insist on the marriage that all t Sh protect your own, her are willing to arrange now. Ida! rac ers was like every other woman. | such a poly-ethnological, #0 to speak, admixture that they don’t know to What race they really belong. could not defy the decrees and | doctrines to the vory end \fore wi d there- might better have poisoned her love for the man who would not children poison the children, No matter how one may rail and rant at our laws and at the hardness of humanity where the heart is con- cerned, yet one thing is as true as life itself—you can't make a world of rather than wrong. when ean hi during world. where fled th im. combat This ie t to conv and pooted to deliver?” “You can well ask!" o snag, ohees er os Ly large 1t cooma to grow: |the country stores and biseckemith _@ shops, but they never talk for pubil- Gf eationr—Talede Blota, ™ Mra. wag Sane ee And da will real ppy ever after. reason why !t 18 not possible. not human nature for two people to live a lifetime and not crave the ap- proval, the companionship, of others. By and by women companions, the man wants to feel that his fellow men respect there you either grow tired to death of other or of the everlastin, case in a She could not bear the burden of deflance tion. You are born into a planet that makes its rules and regulations and you must abide by them in the main if you would be at peace. the measures laid down may be there will come a Some of all time ‘be corrected. But you happiness only when you have done your share in respect: ing the basic conventions that exist the period you live In that The cases are as rare as radium two people who continually conventions remained There's a good Tt te the woman wants are. hey ach ot world’ tat nutshell. While we may pity forgive this weakness of Ida ‘Walters and the man, and the laws may do Mkowise, 7 right or wrong, it must tower fe this: TERMS ia Mr. Dinkston explained. “Well, Mr. Jarr took a lot of pennies out of the children’s bank before Christm: no doubt he dreadful place And securing her rubbe said Mrs, Jarr, ent them the cdntraband copper. “I have ¥ . By Helen Sayings of Mrs. Solomon Rowland Coprnght, 1016, by The Urem Pu stung Oo, (The Now tors tremms Word) Y Daughter, an Eskimo may read of sunstrokes and « Hettentot M of icebergs, yet what shall they KNOW of them? ‘ For in matters of climate, as in matters of love, an ounee.of — experionce is worth a bushel of theories, ‘ Now a Damsel of Gomorrah came unto me, saying: read everything that hath ever been them that I have not set down in my | “Behold, I ha “That all men admire ity is their abomination! clothes are their delight. him intelli soon wedded!” I had the WRONG dope! tereth nothing but nonsense, “Lo, I am not IN it!” And I comforted her, saying: shall ever tell thee: kind. “That he ‘respecteth’ flirting with the wrong one. “And WHY this {s no one, | knoweth. Selah, OBST of our shops are now fea- turing cotton displays; and prominent among these are bed furnishings. “Housewives and brides-to-be are, therefore, taking ad vantage of the bargains and at the same time furthering a good cause. In bedding, as in everything else, there are prescribed fashior Pillow) shams are obsolete and the roll is passe. Pretty pillow cases are the decreed mode. It is advisable to have day and night cases. The latter can be elaborate in embroidery or have merely a hemstitching. Embroidered upper sheets are now generally used, the emb: ane @ pleasing touch to the bed, Other sheets are hemstitched and have the embroidered monogram at centre of hem. The bedspread is a mat cern to the womal ir of con. of le tast It should be pretty and dainty ai “Yea, from Elinor Glyn to Eugene Brieux, from Laura Jean Lateey to Emerson, have I studied them, and there is not one thing concerning their ‘Number!’ “And from what they have taught me themselves I have discovered: sweet and simple maiden and that artificial- “Behold, all my blushes are wasted, and when I open my mouth to speak wisdom men SHY thereat and are exceedingly frightened. “Yea, after the FIRST waltz every man departeth to fox-trot with». / chemical blonde who resembleth a drug store advertisement and onl \ “That a man ‘admireth’ one kind of woman—and Priscilla—but courteth w Deltiah. “That he dreameth of a soulmate—but danceth with a butterfly. “That he spendeth his days in sighing for the ‘right woman’ and in save the Lord who made him THAT WAY, Furnishing the Bed 1d | white, “Lo, I am only a Debutante, yet am I exceeding ‘wise,’ for I have written concerning MEN. note book and learned by heart. “That rice powder and peroxide and beauty petches and French hegle ;Teceive only taeir contempt; thet lp rouge and eyebrow pencils caate them to turn away their faces in shame and sorrow, but SENSIBLE “Likewise that every man yearneth for a damsel who can TALK to ntly of those things in which he is interested. “And that forwardness ehocketh him, but a DISCREET damsel is And it came to pass, after many days, thet the maiden came unto in and besought me, saying: » Why didst thou not put me wise? For thou knewest that a ba “Go forth, my Daughter, and in time thou shalt learn what no book Dureueth another “For in matters of business 4t is difficult to meke « fool of a man, but in matters of love he rejoiceth to make a fool of HIMSELF!” by fashion to sheer dress fabrics, ly organdy, ing the ar at it te not isi ny a ee oat sayers wandy and la delicate); sred and hemstitched, are ¢ ve One October brid mol in th itched embroidered je contre we in ch atre and @ two- haps @ centre design embrol fo pale blue or delicate pink. with insets of cluny or filet Spre: ‘e now hemstitched edges or finished off in ombroldered have the hem run itching. Those are bi no longer f. J at Gus’s r kitchen | So Wags I their mothe: ‘ter of the dear little on unrestrained nolsiness are. about their thies,” and who they belong to “glory” When where hi difficulties in a mixed (a: company he's ready to periest of all greased sk! der him. Maybe the nub of it is he-bij in casionally shake ourselves ask oureelves: I getting out of life, anyh ably we'd makes a give up doing, or to ha when he makes prefer to stand.’ their “reserve’ sible to tell young girls low the curb and calle you want a wife to take to the Bouse of his ansesiers, the World By Clarence L. Cullen lethargy of routine, and, viewing o own little game of living as a whole, “What the deuce am ishing Co. ork Word) F you look a little harassed by the im- pudence of undisciplined children Promptly tab you as & and then they tell all hands thatsthat's what you We've noticed that folks who talk “natural racial antipa- in that ‘the Anglo-Saxon * frequently are themselves of 4 reaches the point talk’ about his domestic hi ‘the Rie ave alip- ides up nd b this: All of us, it is safe to assume, co- out of t ow ?"" We don't know which of these two low feel more ornery: To is peat in a car to @ woinan and get no thanks from her for so her reply is bi It seems to us that even those motherd who preen themselves upon im their relationship to their daughters might find it pos- that the f draws his automobile w ve out, ride?” isn't looking for a mossy manor The American man doesn"t mind working like blazes for his wife and daugh- ters and tossing the major part of his rakedown into their laps. But what's beginning to irk him a littl is that they seem to take it all as such @ perfect matter of course! The answer rarely is very satisfactory. But usually we conciude that prob- get a good deal more “out of life’ if we really lived up to old, half-forgotten standards that we set for ourselves in the long ago. wtittly "Thanks, 1 yet washable. With the favor shown OHAPTER OXXXIX. HAVE been trying to gather up all the loose threads of my story, to let you know what happened to all those I loved, and those who had been so good to me. At this time I was constantly finding out how much I had to be thankful for, and how easily I could make happy many with whom I came in contact. I think I never had tried before, never cared enough for those around me to make the effort, The one rift in the cloud of my happiness in having my husband re- stored to me had been the fear of the slights he might be called upon to endure. I had found in my experi- ence as saleswoman how such things could wound; how almost—if one dwelt upon them—unfit one for work, dreaded the experience for Jack, fear- ing there were many who would net- ther forgive nor forget. Mr. and Mrs. Carmen insisted upon looking after Emel musical When I protested Mrs, Carmen pleaded: ‘Dear Susan, in this I am doing nothing for you, I am being very selfish. The thought that, much as [ loved them, I could never have chil- dren of my own, has been very bitter, Emelie has come into my life just in time to keep me from dwelling on it too insistently. Both my husband and myself love her as if she were our own, and in so far as you will allow us we shall do for her as if she wero.” So it was with many others, Nell and Gertie, accompanied by their husbands, made a trip over to the house, laden down with good thin jellies, ‘s favorite pre- serves, home-made bread and cakes; everything they knew we especially liked, and that we could not buy. I taved 80 thank them, but broke down a a great surprise came to me. The postman on his last round left The first I had received It was from Fan- She wrote me that Harry had me} Mr. Flam, and he had told him thi 'k would soon be with me, She congratulated me heartil) and asked me to let her know when it would be convenient for her to come over, at my new address. ny Eberhardt. Chapters from a Woman’s By Dale Drummond Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Bvening World). 1I¢ MY WIFE’S HUSBAND A New and Intensely Interesting Marrieg-Life Serial BY DALE DRUMMOND ‘Will Begin in Thursday's Event: Those with’ re a matching lace etfs. in bed coverings. alc A Could any one ha: friends, more mets ‘ ve better ” ie rest of the story, tery, will not take long in’ they taney’ Many have guessed it, anyway, a To-day is Saturday. On Jack will be free. Monday will bring the fulfilment of the hope that has solaced each weary hour of the manthe and years. Once more Ji a that resu! trom. my selfishness and his echoes The long afternoon wore slowly oa, { aade miyeets @ome tea and drank I thought of all I had suffered, was in in memory tortured by the throes of that struggle of the many racking hours when Jack frat left ms, The years have not been wasted; ho, not by either of us. Jack will be more of @ man and I much more @ woman because of them, alt) ir suffering has been pitiless in its angus The waiting has been . yet possessing hope and @ Purpose. I have been able to aod Ke conaaet the bitterness, bine jack wi ind a simple home among simple surroundin, He will soon (not for a bit, however, I must havo him all to myself for a little while), have his family around him, the two children, their tiny hearts full of levs for him; dear mother, who hae al- ~~ ul in people and for- ad, and faithful I shall be a co-worker with him until he has paid the last cent he owes, watil all restitution possible has een made ay e can again hols his head a free man. m20 Then T will retire again into do- mesticity, for in spite of all I am an intensely home loving woman. Until that time comes mother and Norah will be the home-makers, and with mother there I am eure of a happy heme for ait ‘i ‘ ave sat here in our room—the room T have fitted up with eh top —since early evening. Now the light, the first sweet xentle light of day, has begun to steal about the trees in the yard with its renewed prom- ise of another day—just one more day, then Jack will be with me, I shall no longer watch alone, “Jack 1s coming! Jack is coming!” nd almost {a the refrain that cheers intoxicates me with happiness, Monday will be our great day. The commencement of a new life. (THE END.) World, Feb. 4