The evening world. Newspaper, March 15, 1915, Page 12

@ natural pastime of the financial experts, but we doubt ™ &f business will trim its eails to winds that mey or may not blow. . Biliter Hemilton of the Wall Street Journal foresces “inflation to stimulate activities of a epeculative nature,” followed by ‘amd depression: Tt ts entirely probable that we may have a movement in i the war ie over, and quite con- this country after the the depressed years following the panic of 1873. an inflat'on boom would be much shorter but full of ifs. This country is wasting none of its war. It hes present fects to busy iteclf with. Business d directions is picking up eo fast that it finds no time to Progress. Crop prospects are colossal. Confidence is coming own. All this is not speculative activity, but sound industrial Money earners only sek to be left to work and not harrowed dings end ululations from Wall Stroct. Leave panics—to —— _— LESS WHISKEY. HO is going to explain the marked falling off in the output of whiskey from the three principal distilling States of the ' Ie Kentucky the production for January of thie year was 80,000 gallons, ss against 6,102,000 in January, 1914. For the r this year Pennsylvania distilled half a million gallons less 11914, end the whiskey output of Maryland dropped off 400,000 ©* Good news or bed news, sccording to the point of view. Prohibi- fe fe elated end claims that ite efforts have caused a decline in the 3 whiskey. Producers pooh-pooh the idea, and say that the i business conditions are to blame. & mips of figures for the last two fiscal years onding June & progressive decrease in the amount of whiskey distilled in of: these States mentioned. It would be mash to assert that are less fond of whiskey and more drawn toward alcohol in forms. Isen’t-it just possible that the country is not drinking es it used to? ~ OO ————— _*Ataly's hat would look nice and fresh among the battered }ids elready in the ring. '. A DEPRESSED INDUSTRY. ‘THE course of his remarks at the I. W. W. open-air reception Tannenbaum in Union Square Saturday, orator Ed Lewis ‘@o0kled tho unemployed for their lack of courage and shouted to eM, -*% @on't want work. You don’t want work. I had too ‘Gyeek of tt. I want to ent andtosleep, * © °& “Fou ain't got nothing. How did you get it? Working! “What's the boss got? Everything. How did he get it? By Ieafing! Are you afraid to do what the bors does?” ; it be recorded to the credit of the unemployed in this city they know belderdash when they hear it. Let it be recorded @ credit of the unemployed thut I: W. W. agitators have had to bi ader than ever this scason even to hear their own voices. Men of work in New York are lees and lees moved by the mouthings of professionally idle. ‘The I. W. W. has found no great call, for its this winter. Maybe next year it will keep away, Si Se March can't be more than half bad, anyhow, * Hits From Sharp Wits. | of us, even if we could see|saying they landed job for whieh as others see us, would re-/they yearned and end a. our eyes. 7 3 . . “It is true,” remarked the Man on Puls about the fool and his “that all people do not think ne] the other way. they think In se s makes money because he at ng Need risk that he is taking. . between a bonehead bonehead Is ow York man who has divorced fourth wife would have made a miserable cobbler—he never sticks to hie last.Columbia State. ee ceitehin tm pee ee.” Setitay son pet oy, in ee ‘accept - tatepe of a pretty girl sooner t is the polite way of ‘in those of his father.—-Deseret Ni pay of disobedience. But Jet them com- mit # serious fault and how ‘quickly oye * Vas Sather for counsel and help. If every home was as per- fect a Tome as every moth pul “| you and you can have a rest, 4 yin e The Day of Rest xvetne. (a S = se _ a4 b Evening World Daily Magazine: The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), 66 OW'RE you feeling, old H lady?” asked Mr, Jarr as he came in. “Well, I don't want to complain, but I certain- ly am tired,” said Mra, Jarr. “The trouble with you women is that you don’t get enough exercise,” ventured Mr. Jarr. “Exercise!” repeated Mrs. Jarr. “I get too much exercise, That's why 1am worn out. After you had your breakfast and went downtown I had to clear up the dining room, make the beds, pick up things after you, get) your soiled collars and ahirta ready for the laundry, send out the chil- dren's shoes to be half-soled, sweep and dust all the rooms"—— “What was the girl doing all that time? What do you pay her for?” “She was stuck in the kitchen washing a few dishes,” replied Mrs. Jarr, “and it would be enough to break your heart to eee the condition she keeps the aink in; and tf we have company I'm afraid to put @ glass be- fore them, and yet I give her glass towels, and beg her to keep every- thing nice. But if you say a word to girls they up and leave you!” - “Oh, I suppose you get exercise of that kind enough,” sald Mr, Jarr, hedging, “but you don't get exercise enough in the open air, You should take a walk in the park every day.” “Bo I should,” aid Mra. Jarr. “But what time do I have to do it in? After I get the children off to school and see if ittle Hmima's hair is brushed and that she haa a fresh rib- bon on it, and look at Willle’a nails and see if he has buttons on his blouse and mend his hose-supperters and see that both children have thelr books and pencils and tablets, and then get their luncheon ' ready for them when they come home from school and mend the clothes they have been wearing and let the tucks out of Emma's dreasses-I never saw a child grow #0, Bho w age—and get the house up; then it’s time to get sup) and bo ready for your coming home to tell me that the trouble with me is that I don't get exercise enough!" “Oh, well,” reasoned Mr, Jarr, “it's all over now, The day's work is done and you can have a reat.” “Oh, I can, can 17” retorted Mra, Jarr, “The day's work is over for But it’s not over for me by a good deal, This is the girl's evening out, and I'll have all the supper things to clear away, and it's bath night for the children and I'll have to bathe them and*—— “Well, Fil tell you what we'll do, of her unénding labors. “You sit down and take a rest after supper and I'l do all those thin,. and show, you how easy it is. The trouble wit! you women is that you fret too much about what you have to do. It's fret- ting over it and thinking over it and worrying over it that makes it doubly bard. Now, men don't fret and worry over their work.” - s “That's because there is a begin- ning and an end to it; but a woman's work is never done, and if she wants ; that's the only com- However, Mrs, Jarr sat in ati ter supper and Mr. Jarr cleared away and washed the dishes. He scalded his thumb and broke two cups and the best meat dish, and let the sink clog up and the water run over the floor. But he got along with fairly good suc- cess otherwise, except he forgot to use etn Mo ee ch By Maurice Ketten You CAN'T STAY td a (WANT Rest) HAHAHAHAHA LSAAASASAAAAAAAAAABAAAAA AL Mr. Jarr Takes a Fall Out of the Maxim That Says “Woman’s Work Is Never Done” rrererrrr rere KKK ree Kee KKK KE ee eee the crumb brush and had to the dining-room rug again and stepped In a saucer of milk put down for the cat. Hé got along fairly well until it ‘was time to bathe the children. Mrs. Jarr listened to the sounds of the fray that issued from the bath- room. \ “Now, Willie, stop splashing!” she heard Mr, Jarr say. “If I have to tell you again I'll spank you. “Emma, you have NOT dried your hair. Do you want to get a cold? Crying won't do any good. There, I saw you pinch your brother! 1 don't care if he did slap you. Yes, I can hold my head under water for an hour, No, I can't! Why do you ask such ridiculous questions?” He came out of thé bathroom wet with soapy water and perspiration. “Phew!” he said, xs he rolled down his sleeves, “Mayhe you are right! Still,” he added, “you couldn't come down to the office and do my work.” Reflections of a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Copyright, 1015, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Krening World), HUSBAND is what Is left been extracted. A of a sweetheart after the nerve has Lying is a fault in a boy, an art in a lover, an accomplishment in @ bachelor and a habit in a husband. ‘The first sign of a man's lov everything from her ideals to is hie desire to remodel a woman in ‘and of her tooth powder, so that by the time the average girl marries she knowe at least forty-seven: different ways of being an “angel.” The most puzeling question down in every single man's heart is why he fs eo fatally irresistible to women. ‘The average youth makes the mistake of fancying that what he needs for euccees in business is a lot of “front,” when dt is merely a lot of back- bone, A woman always embalms the corpse of love; a man wisely crenmates it and plants a new love in the ashes. When # man falls in love with a woman he places a halo on her head and @ pedestal under her feet, and then rails at heaven because she doesn't gtow wings and perform miracles, Friendship is the sait of love, flirtation the epice and mutual considera- tlon the benzoate of soda in which it is preserved. But Mrs. Jarr only gave him the laugh, How to Make a Hit i By Alma Woodward Some Ra SW At the Photographer's, IRST—When the young lady at- tendant, in sand colored gabard- ine, asks you whether you'vo made an appointment over the wire, tell her not to throw any heated N20; that you know business is so punk that almost any photographer would get up at 3 A. M. to take portraits ig ‘he could corral the sitters. 2. Pick up @ few eight by tens, in sepia, mounted on brown moire and inquire if that style is three dollars a dozen, When she tells you the price give her the “O-O" and ask if all her family are humorista, 3. When the master finally receives you (he’s very handsome and artistic looking) gush about his work. Tell him that HIS case, on the avenue, is always blocked with people, and that nobody ever takea any notice of the work of the men on the block below and the block above, 4. If he looks you over, taking in your best and your worst points with Qn eye to displaying your worst in posing you, become temperamental, Portraits nowadays, by oshkitosh photographers, no} Ikenesses, With the same set of typ graphical errors (known as your feg- tures) you can represent a b: ATS or a bride, a virago of a vestal/a houri or a hedont: a free, natural @ studio the , pout prettily and remark that you remember tho time when a photographer always posed tho sitter HIMSELF. This may bring him closer—It may not If it doesn’t, cover your confusion by laughing debut- antly, and calling to mind the old time iron brace that used to grip the victim's mastoid bones, while he ked pleasant.” . When ho'n ready to expose the first plate, after twenty minutes’ pa- tient work in trying to make your fingers look long and tapering and tilting your head so that the length of your upper lip is mercifully fore- raiso a deterring hand, : “Oh, please don't take it now, Blank! I feel as though I'm to gigglie—kind of hysterical, ) i it? I WISH artistic temperament! lary, exposed twelv. real’ di ition, smile sweetly and produce @ coupon, murmuring portly: “This de taken under the auspices Of the Ladies’ Loyalty League, to be published In ‘The Voteraw.! Beene yous Oh. nee don! for any imyselt! 1 thtak it | Hons as well as cutting hair or shaving. Their shops were marked | rods painted white and red to indicate white bandales wrapped | ignorant treatment of patients. Among other atrocities was the * By Albert Payson Terhune Coprrigtss, 1915, by The Pres Publishing On, (The New York Mrentag World), No. 41.—DEC. 22, 1590, Surgery Revolutionised. Dec. 22, 1690, all France mourned because a barber was dead. Abe that same public grief leé-ecoffers to accept the teachings of the barber—partly through pressure of public opinion, partly because they aaw at last he had been right and they had been ‘Thus the day of his death marked the triumph of what he had lived: the revolutionizing of surgery. The world owes him a debt it cannot pr His name was ¢mbroise Paré. He began life as a b.rber’s a) Paris. In those days barbers were also surgeons, They performed ‘wounds, That is the origin of the modern barber pole. o Regular doctors looked down on these barber-surgeons, and il j surgery @ trade too insignificant for their own lofty skill. Yet it wae'a ‘wounded daily in duels and street brawis, { The Barber Who } was highly needful to eet red and white poles prt 2 Surveen. {wounded might know where to find the eu The hospital tragedies of modern war are as nothing to those century warfare, The fate of the sick and wounded in when surgeons were in tremendous demand. Hundreds of men of barbershop doors, eo that the irgeon. Paré Joined the French army and rose to the rank of milit unbelievably horrible. And surgeons added to the horrors 3§ i i] it | plunging a wounded arm or leg into boiling oll to check the bleeding. One day, when Paré was at the front, the supply of oll gave out. A whose arm had just been amputated was bleeding to death. Paré ‘4 the severed artery with threads, It was the first time a ligature had beem used for such a purpose. And Paré was well nigh laughed out of camp’ inventing such an outMndish idea. But hé knew he was right, and he kept on. His next diecovery wag godsend to his patients. Instead of pouring boiling of! into cauterizing them, as was the rule, he invented the present system of aseptic dressing. And millions of wounded men since then have recovery to that device of his. fy He etill further horrified the old time surgeons by claiming—and ing—that in probing for a bullet the patient's body should be placed same position as when he had been shot. F - “These are but a few of the many vast improvements that the t1 people at large adored him. He was soon afterward appointed court and in this capacity-he served four successive kings of France. His furious at his success, accused him of poisoning one of these four ut he easily cleared himself of the charge. turned his had been treated like wild animals; lodged in filthy sties and with chains, Paré, by use of his court influence, is said to ha' kinder and wiser treatment for the poor unfortunates and to have persuaded the King to order their fetters removed. Paré wrote almost the first really valuable volumes on surgery. were used as text books all over the world, helping thousands who had sever’ bawnnerrrerrorrre sy, Been thor. Still, throughout his lifetime, the wise doctors } ATuaare ie | of Europe declared him a fraud and a chariatan, and Came Too Late. { sneered at his wonderful inventions. But the people Pm and the court were his ardent supporters. And, at the time of his death at seventy-three, practically all the medical and sur- gical celebrities came around to his way of thinking. Though this i too late to give Paré any reparation for the abuse they had heaped on him, yet it brought the resulta of his labors within reach of the whole world. So Wags the World By Clarence L. Cullen Coprright, 1915, by The Press Publidiing Co, (The New York Brening World), Wire going to possess ourselves agony for his enforced abstention, in patience until we eee a girl, But | entng At through. The Jepenees or some girls playing tennis| Man takes = drink, ‘The driak in those new-old crinoline skirts. That|@ drink. drink takes the mane ought to be a piquant sight well worth waiting for. This womiagy us hed sooantly, Abbe showed a picture of a woman © erinoline skirt to the conductor, of & and “the life of a party. Fifth Avenue stage. He looked lug brioualy at the picture, then cocked | pecenan ago the owner and editor of @ dubious measuring eye at the narrow, winding stairway leading to the top of the br not only coe !Texas sent him a short stoi ig ‘ H ry. The done, aeeia out then, “but they'll editor, even then a keen Judeqcaae hashed instantly that it was a mighty merle torlous yarn. But he had no. Peat ee BOF stories for us: “If ever I found that whis- Publication, ie wrote the key. waa getting a clutch on me I'd, Texas that give him quit it just Hke that!” ("That” being scriptions to the weekly as @ real snapsome of the fin- for the yarn In lieu of coin. man. gers.) A month doctor told in Texas srrorea cheerfully, say him’ that whisk getting his ing that he could hardly afford that, liver and that if he di “but that he'd take $5 the 4 he'd be in t So the editor mailed it back, hopeless cirrhosis class in no ¢! man in Texas was O. Henry and He tried to quit it just like “that” and story was “In the Fog. couldn't. Now he's in @ sanitarium, is perfectly willing to suffering alow grade delirium of that opportunity is a knocker. The May Manton F 01 es) Two years ago one of our “T-can- r-let-it-alone” friends ashions pe de cotton voile, acthnat or any other gabns that can be m le & with success, ni slightly gathe the neck dg: or 44 ‘wide for ti to make ane YouN | Pattern No. 8597—Fancy Blouse, 94 to 42 bust. inches wide, Pattern No, fe cut in sizes from tte aa i