The evening world. Newspaper, February 20, 1915, Page 8

hes had _ ft can make the nation what it ought to by, and what there ‘excuse for ite not being—e real factor in the carrying trade of SanitinlatnstApicinass 2 looks more an@ more on if o price boowter and « baker leave the same thumbertats. (ec THERE ANY COUNTRY FOLK LEFT? PF THE 140,000 motor care registered in this State in 1914 The Jarr Family . FHEE EERE LEEK EL EEE KEKE ELE KEE EES is tellers utter Mr. Jarr, With Unerring Accuracy, om i bru = Caprright, 1018, by The Prem Petting Oo, (The Hew Tork Bening Wend), - | AS TO OTHER PEOPLE'S TROUBLES. . \66 ‘THER people's troubles,” sighed the Widow, putting dows ) untouched oa, an@ Weanjag her chin in her band, “are ways spolling my appetite, and worrying me to . “Great heavens!” exclatimed the Bachelor, as he sehted himself beside her in the most sequestered corner of the conbervatory, en lighted a cigar. “Haven't you any troubles of your own?” . | of acknowledged the Widow. “But I never th sorry for 4 66 OOR things!” repeated the Bachelor in astonishment. “I thought #7 brides were the particular pet objects of the Goddess of Happiness. Ps ‘What on earth are their troubics?” bet | “Oh, just imaginary ones,” answered the Widow with asigh. “But real enough to them, at the time. The gradual awakening from the dream 6 fo) romance to the realities of materialism. The discovery of the genus home, [PF | under the hero, they married. Now, a MAN, Mr. Weatherby, is all right; but Baad he is no more like the combination Of Apollo-Belvidere-and-Solomon, whieh @ young girl fancies him, than”—— t “Than a woman is like the combination of Venus, St. Cecilia and & young man fancies her!” put in the Bachelor. .” agreed the Widow. “And the saddest creat at ashen” ures of all are the i) i ee canes wants @ bite of driftwood on the tide of life,” explained the Widow, “whe fancy that they have been so wise and clever in evading nature, and em- Mm) balming their heart, When a spinster has passed the marriageable age she In" can settle down very calmly and make a home and interests for herself, fe petra tee. bg cago rb in other people's children and other My ple’s 16 resources, But an in tre old bachelor is the lonelisst the Bachelor desperately. “It's never to mend— ite never too late to marry, is it?” “4 perdi 4 \ New All Together: “When le a Bachelor?” 66 H, yes, it ts,” retorted the Widow. “Unless you are willing commit bigamy by marrying a woman when you ere al: ‘wedded to a collection of habits.” “Ugh!” marmured the Bachelor with a . ‘| when IS a.man an old bachelor?” ata Sas ae | the Widow thoughtfully. “Some bachel: . oe all depends on the type, But, atten fing, ve elor breathing @ sigh of relief, “gives me 80 sorry for us, why don't you do your little’ ity by marrying one of us? Take « fellow instance’ — ~ “Oh, YOU!" laughed the Widow mockingiy. “You aren’ time, But, if Makes Himeelf a Trouble-Centre| “St act"auumuricer setae Bachelor. “Then what am I? “You are a predestined married man!” I FERRERS KEK KEE KKK KEE Ke eee | crucity. “Bachelors, ike husbands ane born ee ene idom, with: refined pte case cochal domanaec By Roy L. McCardell ' : eee put stones in the cans, tied strings;sembied a gigantic ragtime score Ooprright, 1918, by The Ives Publstung Co, (The Men York Evening World). to the cans and threw them up @t/ against the sky, with the balloon as | Hits From Sharp Wits. SN F. Letters From the People afeey aT unniils fEet BEES H aletye | i if and sundry other offers in the shape| the wires. In about five minutes Of subsequent strong drink, the two| the electric wires were dotted with nondescript men gathered tin cans, various pendant objects until they re- Fables of Everyday Folks By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyright, 1018, ty The Prem Publishing Co, (The Now York Rrening World), Wild Oats fevt’ be was, and she proudly thought, @ time there wae Peg eager decry prado of @ darling boy, z Es ee i gi 5 5 It was always arra! for the young people to be together, and, as inquity plays es ‘inent part the plan suc- er ah married. And now for the firet time in his life the boy was master of his own move- ments. He was away trom mother’s root and had a voice in the way he tnd met other young people. He made and met otber one or two men friends, something he had not known before. ‘The men friends invited him out to parties and other amusements, while wifey was left at home with the other wives, He caught a glimpse of life that he had never known and it seemed attractive, very attrac. tive, As time went by, friend wife was left at home more than ever, His youth that had been hidden behind mother’s tticoats now insisted on its fling. fn ‘a word, he went the pace. The unhappy wife at last appealed to his mother, Mother could not be- er . What, her boy? And 5% pH eck hurried off pome to 4 5§ it stEfTE 5 He i 8 Fy E i if sie ri eiatiee 3 H H Hed i i g apron strings for the i But so lonz had he been he could rot shake off the ber ask 38 i iff Exe , Es | and he longer es, had 4 i 8 f i ry mother’s right learned this moral. ‘Wild oats should be sown in the springtime of life, for they develop weeds when planted later. i if S3gg82 Hine nn oe eee *l also flared and smoked as they hung 'd@own upon the proceeded to extricate him lications, the io look. | bea! @ high note over all. “That's a good idea,” aid Mr. Rangle, as he dodged an old tin can with a rock in it that had missed@ts billet. The supply of tin cana from & Reighboring ash heap in the lumber yard having become exhausted, and the dilapidated shoes of the two non- descript men Saving) sekore. the yori man’s on the wires, good idea wwe . seemed still only a good idea without ‘ would let her know, 5 any practical results in shving the | meals Martha wenn ent? the room fuse toy balloon, sate all over, I suppose?” she sata, “Tl tell you what,” remarked Mr. A . Jarr, “This umbrella has @ crook ip and seen Ji bandle, If we throw it up the handle may catoh in the string of the balloon and bring the pesky thing down.” So saying, Mr. Jarr with a mighty | then effort whirled the steel bandied um- brella as though on @ vertical axis and let it fly. It described a graceful parabola and soared among the wires. Here it opened and a rib rested!) against an upper wire and the steel handle rested against a lower one, Im- mediately there occurred that re- markable electrical effect known 9p “a short circuit.” ‘The very aif above them seemed to burst into fame, and the toy balloon 5° burst with a bang and@,e ball of fre. Green and vivid Lotter and hissed, the hobnailed shoes the hairy man burned with a dense fear! Tova", Ottine ot what nc and the mary linplat| wamtd, ond Dears Coe all eran ie nh ‘ Segara a =p pains fo find cut beyaved tt ta an Gren on the wires, until their connecting 1 bad declared that all things to my ambi contacts burned and they dropped ore er a: OY an, . fe @ the She did ‘The old doctor had no decent office! said ki 5 afitle rersari £ wipment whatever, and I had in| cool con paeedeay iry man overheard him ig ing an been mai six mon a ried “alo + “These g' is 5 was the ares time we vari “5 U I did not know un ied then @ sullen cordon of tam; |chareing 4 that zane pen poster ry rng Frees = Jet her go. But when she still con- Serr, Mr. Rangle and the ohtidren, Ree Arie ts Snr anes Ceereeee bg a io this what lace is to ee inadil! i: ve a inabillt By eMartin Green ficed to satisty your selfish plans for schoolhouses and improve- . ments will be discarded. New plans be and new methods will My Wife’s Husband —==By Dale Drummond = bersye 1B, by The Fras Pultishing Oo, (The New York Evening Word), ‘4PTER VIII. want to discharge Martha, may T this time our household} 49 !t; I shall not!" iis: I called ha In and told her that t get long without ® maid ress and ‘when things 5 work.” ® letter trom mother te- jane remarked later, othing,—but bringing that other ter I had seen to my mi also determination T had 4 ? n't anil pissi flat? i & i eek ts ed fe