The evening world. Newspaper, April 24, 1915, Page 10

‘@ionio. oper 7 wa wr ' ow oplent an manttion in the Tnternet Pesta Union MEXICO. © the tev ; nt that » neteen A Gad perinps tires buy ied Mea teadent upon the cocupation of the cit) Meanwhile the “election,” which ie, after the meaning of the ima) Mesican revolution, hae not been decd The bloody chain of vente since the depmition of Portine Dima seems to be endlows. Piret the strong mea gooe, then Madero comes in, Huerta follows on his heels, then the revolution triumphe and splite itself in two. Now we have the two kinde of progressives fighting each other, with the odds for the moment ov the side of Carranza, with Villa reported in retreat beck to huis mountains There hes Leen a considerable lull in Mexico, due perhaps to lack @f @mmunition, Where cartridges take the place of paper ballots meh depends upon ihe supply of powder and shot. The area covered by the revolution, however, is not large. The great province of Oszaca has kept itself at peace; there are no troubles in Yucatan; Northern Mezico hes but « few spote of fire; the west coast seems to be eran emamen vs perished in the melee at tranquil. Neithor ride apparently wants to hold the City of Mexico. Bemebody ought to win decisively soon. ~—- —— 24-2 — - Mr. TI ja to have his sanity tested by a jury of hin pears. Some sharp bes figured out that one person in every ton ts ineane. How thon are we to get twelve straight minds for thie job? —_——— +42 —_ | THE LOOTING OF THE CITY. ORMER Gov. Glynn's sane and thorough analysis of State finan-| cial conditions as they will be under Republican legislation, | printed in yesterday's Evening World, should interest every citizen, because every citizen is a taxpayer and muet in eome way bear his share of the enormous load now being piled upon New York City. The burden of State, city and national taxes is equivalent to about $210 per cach hend of the household, figuring five persons to the| family. When it is considered that the average income is much below | omé thousand dollars per year, this burden of taxation cannot help being heavily felt by all classes in the community. The tenant gets! 4¢ {o his rent bill even if the landlord pays. ‘The rich man whose | income tex apparently comes out of his pocket recoups himself in umbatever line of business or property he happens to control. + New York City has too long been looked upon as a place to plunder. The greedy up-State Republicans seo nothing but limitless wealth in this community and help themselves, whenever they have ‘the opportunity, with wide open hands, New York should rally to its own defense and rally so vigorously thet its rights will be respected, and remain so. —\—_-4->-—___. Everybody but the Mlephant ‘pears to be having a good time at Syracuse. —-¢ ——____ THE PROBLEM OF THE EX-PRISONER. Ji SWANN told the probation officers the other evening, ac- cording to the printed reports, that apparently the sentiment of the day favored the criminal more than it did honest people im the pursuit of job. This is rather a general statement and of @oudttul value. When « man goes to prison it is fair to assume he has eettled up for his fault. He isa blighted member of society. Usually he hes no resources to turn to. It is either a question of giving him quick employment, or returning him to prison. The opportunities for the honest man to get work are far superior to those of the individual with the prison taint. As we have no distant island to which convicts can be exiled and allowed to work out their salvation, we must take care of them where they are. If it were possible in our prison system to arrange that a Prisoner may be allowed a sum of, say, 50 cents a day for his work while in prison, this sum to be conserved and paid out to him on a living basis for » period after his return from prison, the chances are that the average ex-convict would be able to bring himself round on Fesources that justly belonged to him, without becoming a burden upon either society or philanthropy. However richly mon may deserve punishment, and those who are cought usually earn all they receive, it is not possible to turn a man with a prison record loose in a community without money and expect very much of him Hits From Sharp Wits . lestep the man who talks a lot ene doesn't do anything. ee ‘The man who marries an ange! in @aguise trequentiy finds that it is a omy @apy thing to remove the dis- guise, Memphis Co.amercial Appeal, “Nothing is ever just right" re- marked the Man on the Car, “to the fellow who is all wrong."—Toledo Blade, oe e The man with the hardest pu usually makes the beat peacema! Philadelphia Ingui eee Unpopular advice--telling 2 man to’ 1¢ he who hesitates is lost, mind Ris own business--Tolodo Blade. | they who rush ahead too rapid rine oe When you want the clock to run| Hard as it is, people more fester cet behind time wit) your|tly erase their wrinkles than their work. It never fails. reconds,—Deseret News, — ee a ~ a Chances Bo the Kéitor of The Krening World et read an “Editorial by! femen” in The Evening World con farming I wish you would i @ome advice. You speak of tarm| eply to the reader who hus @ I would Ike to go Wi a Lain) newspaper dated 1789, I would like desirable, received from all the farm districts, both from employers and employees. Daily reports are there her “Olde: took Vera Crus, for what parpose no one ost their lives The Evening World Daily Magazine. Saturday: Apefl Lacing Them in the Back «Azz. By Maurice Ketten HUBBY Peace Boor: ow wm Tet Bare rae Lace tty ——— — , pee | owt \ sf] 2: ign By Roy L. Copyright, 1015, by ‘The I'ress Publishing Go, (The New York Mreving World), HILE Mr. Jack Silver was @way on his errand of per- sonal mercy—borrowing $10 from Mr, Jarr--Mr, Percy Pinkfeather was deeply engrossed in his game of “jacks.” Mr. Pinkfeather mi @ false play, but seeing by the glaes on the bu- reau on which he was playing that he hadn't ecen it, he went right on, pretending the mischance had not oc- curred. He blushed to think he would atoop to such an unaportaman- Ike thing as to cheat himself; but he reasoned to himself that he had not seen bimeeif do it and that it was hia own fault if he did not watch himself to guard himset? against cheating himeelt. At thie juncture the visitora, and Mr tle rubber Gicted to the brut as well as to soda plano playing to excet game of “ | a telegram for Mr, Jack Silver. He baffied the muming curlosity, he asked. The landlady nodded, “Th that will be all, woman,” said Mr. Pinktin, in bi best majestic floorwalker mannei “You can go now. Mr. Silver when he retarns. less it is from his brokers re; some of his financial operation: ing rival, able to earn a living jew York|to say that I have one dated "Mo y, but where and what part of the | cay, April 8, 1728." leat to go is something I don't know.| New Eagland Weekly Journal, and 1 Rave $00 and am a women thirty) consists of one small sheet, It was yeare of ago. Any enlightenment you! published in Boston and printed by @an give will bo appreciated 5 3. Knee! The Agricultural Department in! gives the address of His Excellenc Washington hee recentiy created «| Kobert Hunter, Captain General, to bureau that will give Hable in-)the Council, delivered Jan, 31, 1727, furmation as to w! farm employ-!and the answer of the Council, meni cal pveiarnt are needed and ! | tunity of replevining his ball The Jarr Family game was called on account of the intrusion of A rap sounded at the door, Oo ar “Atl” T HURTS MY SToNAcH \THaT won'F Do } EITHER 1 AH ( \Too CRAMPED } — THAT WON'T Do. You ARE Too HEAVY One LE Lona & Tie —/ {Hat Wey 80 « ) ‘CANT try self, “If it Is bad news, and Jack turns aside to hide bis manly tears, T may get back the ball and jacks without bis ing me, But I hope reau drawer without Mr. Silver seeing |it is not bad news, for if he does him, Mr. Pinkfinger thought to him-/ find the ball and jacks in his bureau Fables of Everyday Folks By Sophie Irene Loeb McCardell Copyright, 1018, vy The Prem Publishing Go, (The New York Drening Warld), The Love That Burns Iteelf Out. INCE upon @ time there was a man and a woman who were very much ip love with each other, For a long time they were engaged to be married while he was “making good” to dulld the home nest, He was moat devoted, and ahe did everything to please him. She studied often repelled with the phrase: “Oh, don't be so silly." She wearted of the very things that had been lite itself to her before she owned him, The man, being manly, naturally re- frained from offering the love that seemed to be unwelcome. He would often stray away in the evening with “friends downtown," and she, atill believing that Le wae all bers under any circumstances, felt no concern, poly paneett such hours with women lends, her gowns and made herself as at- Many a time the man would become tractive as possible so that she might Introspective and wonder what was Pinkfinger opened the top bureau drawer and permitted the lit- to bounce in, then he swept in the jacks, closed the drawer and when the viaitor entered—for it was too soon for Jaen Silver to return from his errand of personal meroy— there was no incriminating evidence in sight that Mr. Pinkfinger was ad- eka” jer drinking and ‘The visitor was the landlady, with Bur Mr. Pinkfinger was a loyal friend, landiady's all-con- “Did: you eign tor the telegram?” my good I shall give it to Doubt- ing and Mr, Pinkfinger yawned and polished his nails on his dainty handkerchiof; and the landlady retired, abashed at his superior rhetoric and the grand manner which entitled Mr, Pinktinger to lead the foorwalkers’ annual elite reception and ball without a contest- When Mr, Silver returned with the ten dollars he had borrowed from It ts called the | Mr. Jarr to redeem bis cress coat and silk hat from the late ruthless in- vader of the little Belgium of his hall nd and T. Green at the| bedroom Mr, Pinkfinger handed him printing house in Queen Street, and the telegram, and as Jack Silver was Y opening the envelope his visitor was wondering if he would have an oppor- and CG Ny Passaic, N. J, | jacks out of Mr, Sliver's upper bu-), the matter, What had he done to de- serve the loss of her love? Only to work and to work to make her happy. The best he could buy was hers. He did everything to show bis great af- ion, but she scemed to tire of it , It was too easy, Bo the man sought solace = where, He grew to accept her neas ee a matter of fact, and did not look for anything else. Time went on, One day the woman overheard @ conversation between two of her ness and -achieyement—all for her, | friends who pitied her because she There was nothing elso so worth | ald not think it possible to lose that while to him, For a while these two / 10 were like the proverbial turtle doves. After they were married a while the |About it. He wos silent; and finally Woman began to act differently from | she demanded the truth, The woman her behavior in the courting daya, | realized that she had been too sure, Sho seemed to grow somewhat tired jand had not done HER PART in of the man, Sometimes when you | keeping the fire alive. She thi it are too sure of @ thing it becomes |she could always blow it into less desirable. when she wished, but sometimes the So it wae with this woman. The | greatest fires leave only ashes when man had ao forcibly {mpressed her | the flames have not I do with the one idea that she was the |not know !f she waa able to re- “only woman in the world,” that the| kindle the fire but she learned this value of such a priceless jewel | moral: seemed lost to her. Thus, when he| Possession may be nine points of y @ would | the law; but it loses out to the one ercat point of love appear lovely in his eyes. She alwaya: had the sweetest smile for him and) never stopped telling him how ehe adored him; and he responded in full measure. It was an ideal match. So many times did he tell her that he| fect! “gould not live without her” that all, began to believe it and felt #he owned Lim body and soul. So they were married. went on with hin work. the great incentive—the one woman, He planned a futuro full of bright- The man he had ve, When she came home she told Mim 5 OW me the Esculapius o! world-famed and has 1rn 8 age," modestly announced ono godsend to mankind. Yet the] mediaeval quack, according to an science may be sald to have been qany play, wane Rees, satanted st founded by the quacks of former cea-| twelve univeraities and trat vg | through fifty-two kingdoms and beeu turles, for, while quackery has always | {ROUEN Rfty- te counsellors of wey. flourished in all countries, Germany| eral monarchs. By the earnest pray- was long the leader in turning out ve of fevere lords, paris, Gukee and 4 , .| honorable personages I have been at practitioners of ae SUsiSye pri last. prevatied upon to. oblige the sion, They wore often men of imagl-| woria with this notice: ‘That all per- nation akin to genius, and they}sons, young and old, blind or lame, travelled all over Europe, A majority | deaf or dumb, curable or tnourable, saiabratad c jmay know where to repair for cure of the celebrated quacks of England in all cophalalgias, paralytic par- were Germans and their methods of| oxyams, palpitations of the perl. advertising thelr “cure: similar to those of the “Indian medi- cine men” who still flourish in the rural districts of America. ERMAN medical acience |e Albumaser end Pari cardium, empyemas, syncopes and nasicties, arlying either from a pleth- ory or @ cachochymy, verylginous vapors, hydrocephalous exacerbation, “Maving studied over Galen, Bypo- odontalgic or podagrical Mr. Jarr’s One Bachelor Friend ; Has a Bit of Dime Novel Luck drawer I can disclaim all knowledge of them and suggest they were left there by a burglar!" Mr. Pinkfinger had plenty of time to indulge in this retrospection, for his friend, Mr. Jack Silver, was gas- ing at the telegram as though stupe- fied. Then he emitted a loud, plereing | whistle and exclaimed, "Good Lordy!" and handed the telegram to the visit- ing floorwalker It was from 8t. Louis, and read: Mr, Jack Siiver, 099 West One Hundred and Twelfth Street, New York: Court has set aside your uncle's will jeaving entire estute to Asylum for Sick Cats. You, nearest of kin, will receive in previous uncle was of eound mind (Bigued) STHEL & LYON, Attorneys, “Bad news, eh?’ anked the lucky legates in a trembling voice. But the only answer was the sound of a falling body and a crash of glass and the hollow sound of a bureau drawer falling to the floor. Mr. Percy Pink. finger had swooned at the giad tidings In swooning he had fallen across the ttle table in the hati bedroom, knocking the empty eoda water giasses to the floor, In clutching at the nearest ohject to received by his friend. prevent himself from failing Mr. the bureau dra room. But, etter all, the fates were kind to Percy Pinkfinger. In his exuita- of riches bringing ¢! in bis pookets, Mr. Silver never no- ticed the Jacks and ball, Mr, Pinkfinger soon revived, for joy furnished roome such that she was reduced to and apologies. Then 4! her nerve and asked Mr. did not need a nice, motherly housy- finger, to Mr. Jarr’s domicile to a that friend in ous distempers, lar mode of operatio: mighty army of vel and the benefaction. moe Pinkfinger had grasped the knob ef r and had pulled the bureau drawer out and over on him and the incriminating jacks and little rubber ball flew all over the thon at the good news of the wings again to roost never kills. And he, with Mr, Silver, proceeded arm in arm to tl air of the landlady and gave that dragon of ‘bawling out” ject tears recovered liver if he Keeper But pe Bilver oe not Rese jer request @ wae on his way, ai linked arm in arm with Mr, pak ed if be wisl an eight cylinder automobile or a to the Panama Expositio: SS tions and the entire legion of lethiter- “This is nature's palladium, health’s magazine, and it works seven manner of ways, as nature requires, for it scorns to be confined to any particu. Yet from those quacks arose the German acientists whose researches have been the mar- the whole 24: What Every + + Woman Thinks By Helen Rowland ee Ft we he hoe Penman Pe hee fet Mena Oat Ae to the “Sweet, Old-Pashioned Bachelor Girl.” MET & ewret old (actioned “beohelor girl todey.” remarted the vey, ae the poured the Bachelors tee the He be or with @ glance of bewtiéerment on fut « girl whe wrere mennien tee, and carr ow ater, and poet are merry etpatned the Widow Ht fT thought Chat wae the wery latest erfokle ner, fomimintey!* fosted the Mechelor im surprine Where have you been all these pears?’ returoed the Widow with « emile ef pity The "bachelor girl le a» paseee and out of as the mald or (he villain with hetlackmustache! There le no such thing as 0 bachelor gtr! any more except im the imagination and the magazines” There pever wae any euch thing’ declared the Machelor with o meek na erie ey were all Juat f either eweet young things trying to anpume a becoming pose, of dear old ones trying to make the best ef es Mbecoming situation Well, they don't have to THY any more!” retorted Widow cheer. « eiF) would pesort to the elily subterfuge of vowing that ehe marry Tlf) ho longer either a disgrace for a woman got te marry, Hor Lmmodest for ber fo acknowledge openly that she would LIKE te marry een t have ( aoologtece for her single blessedness {1 these happy days any more that «man doer Be ee ' Explanations Made While You Wait. t Fe RR: DUT ve Hachelor, “how does she BNPLALN--er—eratt? B a man does” replied the Widow niy. “How doa a grouchy old b splain it when you ask him why he prefers a dog and a valet and hate hing toa home and wife?” “Doon # chivalrously and moan Nobody will have met ?* inquired ally declared the Wt “Or else ahe smiles @ ly and es. claims ‘tT would marty coy nice Little man who would aak mel!" “Or, ‘Tean't affor! to keep a hushand and ap automobile, tool!” a@ded the Rachelor sarcastivally “Yea,” rejoined the Widow, “or, ‘Tan atill looking for the right man,’ or ‘There is plenty of time yet! All of which is quite true and quite regutar.” “But ian't there ANY age at which a woman gives up hope?” demanded the Bachelor desperately No more than there t# any age when a man the Widow, shaking her head. “You never saw a MAN who thought that 9 bald head and a triple chin and a little embonpotnt marred his fatal fancl - nation, did you? Nor one who had rea the age when he censed to think that every woman who glanced at him was trying tw marry him? Of course, no woman Ip so fatuous as to go to that extreme! Wut every woman knows (hat @he can marry quite ae well al forty as at twenty-four io thease day and probably a little ter, so abe keeps right on filling her ‘Hope Box’ "—— “Her—what? What In the world ts » ‘Hope Bar?" broke in the Bachelor. “Why, haven't YOU got one, Mr. Weatherby?" inquired the Widow tn | mock astonishment, “It's a chest, or a trunk, you know, in which you keep | Pretty things—-boudotr caps, and embroidered towels, and fancy hose and al! the frilly things with which you expect to—to fascinate your better haif after you have him or her securely tied to the fireside and"—— * up hope!" answered 6677. REAT SCOTT!" exclaimed the Bachelor with a shudder, “Se they j G begin preparing the bait—er, the trousseau—long before they Gnd the victim to mateh It!" “No man could ever match a woman's trousseaul retorted the Widew | with a lilting laugh. “No man could ever be so fine aud sweet and alluring and satisfying and full of delicious sweet nothings, But we are diverging from the subject. The point is, that women are no longer frightened at the thought of spinsterhood, any more than they are frightened at the thought of a mouse or a cow or of working for a living. Every girl knows that ehe Probably CAN marry, sooner or later, and later quite as well as sooner, And no girl is positively sure that she wants to marry. Every girl knows |that a HAPPY marriage is the finest, sweetest and most satisfying career | on earth, but that there are always six unhappy marriages te half a demen | happy ones, So, she looks at the matter as a man does—and leaves the results to the Fates, It's a great comfort, Mr. Weatherby, not to HAVE to marry, just for the sake of appearances and to please your friends, and not to have to pretend that you don't WANT to marry, when everybody knows that you really do. There is nothing so pitiful as pretense—and the self styled ‘bacholor girl’ was just a pathetic little ‘fake'—a bunch of pre- tenses from her latch key and her ‘Independence’ to her cigarettes and her ee Everybody ‘nows that a woman would rather be married thi inde- pendent"—— “Then why do you keep on pretending that you don't want to marry | me?” demanded the Bachelor euddenly. “What are you watting for—a prise or @ bargain or" ‘For a miracle, Mr. Weatherby,” interrupted the Widow calmly, “"™ “For—wha “Any woman who finds the right husband finds a MIRACLE!” the Widow emphatically EE ceeiare My Wife’s Husband By Dale Drummond Copyright, 1018, iy The Prom Publisilag 20, (lhe New York Evening World) CHAPTER XXXIV. the most famous men in the Profen- E had placed John In a|*00, one a noted surgeon whom I was 4 vst anxious to meet. I musi nearby kindergarten, 9|jooked my © it have W Jane was deprived of his merrily, acer for Jane laughed company the rpartof} “The Punishment Ste the crime vhe day, he had objected, | Nhe doen't it, Georger ier still thinking Lim too young. But I Pisode I did accept ene or two invitations might meet the yo eee Tae i | had insisted, and Anally hod my way. told ane old me were . her, but T hedners, ree 4 “ft John was a girl { should not give in,” she told me, trying to smile at her attempted fucetiousness, her Mp quivering, “But as he isn't I) The hi Suppose you must do as you like.” |, (28, pouse had proved omineatiy John had become such a manly Ut-|it almout we well ne Pays Jane ited and ut lad no auch good and soon relapsed tnt begrudging the time fe My bad wasted, cons! 1 tle chap that ! probably did not real-|had been entirely renovated e ise bew much company ho was for hte been @o successful fitanelaily Jane; how he brightened the days|;"#t I promised myselt I should sean when I acarcely eaw her. m pel Md aay is reese 7 ‘We entertained a little. But o! young wo PR Wetter tact I either could not or would not be home, or was called out; ao that Jane had learned not to count on me, and |her dinner guests were always in- | vited with the understanding between us that 1 probably shouldn't be there. Consequenuly I w ways the odd one when I, as Ja “eon- nded to appear.’ ne’s attitude at this time would bound up in himself, than I was; her nonchalant acceptance of my excuses —when | deigned to give any—her cold, quiet acquiescence when I flatly refused an invitation she particularly wished me to accept, or when I would not accompany her to the theatre when she Was really anxious to sea some play. Of course there were muny times when it was impossible for mo the more determined I w, her in my office {f possible, fi: met her on one of her visite to the hospital, but somehow I didn't thin, they hit it off very well tovether, is though 1 could have given no teases, as they were extremely polite to ‘cach Others ha9 much so, AAs fad not yet spoken t 8680 of my wish to employ her, cinins gaily Pecomiog more of a necessity ave Bony ferme to have me One to assist oe more weight at that tt hi ™ need--all the more successful Dhyal. cians of my acquaint; ploy! an office nurse, ance employed ae hnee what Miss Reasi @ hospital, and also undet T should have to pay her considarsen A here she had to go, or to be at home when she on- | MOFe, as t he had her room and tertained. A physician ts never free | voard. But the more I saw of her from the call of duty, and often my i her quiet self-confidence, ys the more determin her and no other, #0 wae 0 Rayo Strange as it may appear, & woman had in no sense anvthine ee do with the feeling T entertained tee her; I looked upon her aaa nurse, an abstract proposition that 1 could turn cuses were Valid, But many, many times I used my profession a bianket to cover my selfishness and refused to go with her wheao I could easily have done so. “Ot course, | am sorry, Jane, but you and your guests will understand,” to my onn account | frequently. C n my seal 1 gald to b fides succes, ‘That she was ttiractive T he returned one da pew i buc only in a way, And her attractiveness had nothin, my desire to secure her te a wan she been ugly. and 0 samo ability I ‘should have. wanton her just the same. : but perhaps guests do, ‘with a bitter Mttle laugh added haven't been married long enough, IT am not quite old and unattractive enough for others to understand.” “Don't be foolish, Jane, I am a busy man and people appreciate it,” I blus- I was conscious of this, it is not strange that Jane know it, or that she did net ‘Vetiees that Miss Reese's auburn hair. ape clear skin had nothing to do with my desire to sevure her : deste ae my srivate 2 tered. “The only busy man in Chicago,” “Why, at the din- she again laughed er you refused to night at the Carpen \\