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_ while to the prisoner. BB; Bit, | err ey. ee Gre efihity Gino. pany werent Bony 87 fe Pyne Feminine Comnany, Noa, $8 port iee Becon’-Clase Matter. for the United States All Countries in the International end Canada, Postal Union. THE NEW NOTE TO GERMANY. {HE President withholds until the end the question which in’ the nation’s mind stands firet. Only after 1,800 words comes ‘the looked-for demand for Gesurances that this (the safeguarding of American lives and | Ammarican ships) will be done, “* The note is far this cide of at ultimatum. It fs only another z a patient effort te iift the German Government to a lies creme, $2 pereste it to admit that “the sinking __@f passenger ships involves princtples of humanity which throw into the background any special ciroumstances of detail.” ~ The message bears signe of much deliberation, perhaps collabora- em. Why Mr. Bryan should heve felt unable to sign it passes un- | Geretanding, The paragreph inviting Germany to produce evidence es to the character and cargo of the Lasitania, even st the risk of Gpening the way to further controversy over facte which impugn the hhemer and good faith of this nation, might have been penned by the emBocretary of State himeelf. ~ (Only efter patient, painstaking affirmation and re-affirmation of ties of international lew upon which this nation bases its conten- ‘tons, does the message move to its main declaration: ~ ‘The Government of the United States cannot admit thet the proclamation of a war sone from which neutral ships have deen warned to keep away may be made to operate as tn any _ Gegree an abbreviation of the rights either of American ship- . Mastere or of American citizens bound on lawful errands es passengers on merchant ships of belligerent nationality. Is the open sea to be free? Does Germany recognize the right of ‘Americans to travel thereon? Will ahe give assurances to that effect ? ~ To this country that is still the question of questions. It is the one question which, it is to be hoped, the President’s latest note will leave echoing in the Wilhelmstrasee. ————————— ‘ WHERE'S THE WEAK SPOT? ‘®. PRISONER under life sentence for instigating murder es- caped from Sing Sing just after one of Warden Osborne’s movie and vaudeville shows. The man was allowed to work ‘as & otage carpenter with the tools of the trade. Ho used them on the window bars. , According to Mr. Osborne's view, everything that could be done for this man was done. Pleasant surroundings, entertainment, up- _ lift, trust, even the means of escape. Only the latter appeared worth | * ‘The community must again protect itself from an enemy at large ‘who once hired a man to kill another, furnished a revolver for the , Purpose and, when caught and convicted, swore to get even some day / with those who testified against him. _ * Somebody’s system shows a weak spot in this case. The crim- inal’ is consistent enough. Is the Warden’s? ee U TAKING THE CENSUS. TRECTORY compilers express their scorn for the hit or miss methods by which New York takes its State Census. The June issue of the Directory Journal, official organ of the Association of American Directory Publishers, charges that the 1,150 census takers in Manhattan and the Bronx have been practically left te work out the job for themselves. “The idea of turning 1,150 men loose for ten days to eee what ‘May will do,” declares the Directory Journal, “is like learning to run — by turning on ninety horse-power to see what it Needlees to say the New York census will be neither complete ‘noe reliable, The appropriation of $425,000 which has already been made by the State Legislature for taking the census and another $200,000 which it is estimated will be required will bo wanton, waste. he R. L. Polk Company, which got out the admirable New York this year, claim that their experienced enumerators work all the year round under expert supervision could take the _ Bhate census at a great saving of ftme and expense. ~ It eeoms highly probable. This much we kndw/ In at least one ; Beuschold in this city, where no member of the family happened to - be in when the official census taker called last week, the latter was content to get all his information from a maid servant. Her amused eeses as to the age, parentage, etc., of her employers went down in-bis book as near enough for the use of the State, {What sort of accuracy can be expected from such mothods? piscina belies . SAVE THE IMMIGRANT SCHOOLS. pe HE city’s evening schools for immigrants are now threatened by the sort of economy that strives to save municipal money in directions where there will be least outcry from some who spend it. r In a letter of ‘ Im the City of New York more than in any other city in the world, the absorption of immigrants into our population makes it very poor economy to take from these men and women the ¢lightest opportunity to secure instruction in our langua, Distory, institutions and customs. Immigrants will thus quick- » Wy assimilate with the rest of the community, and in that way * American patriotism, prosperity and peace are forwarded. Manifestly this is no moment to let the assimilation process fall ¢tf, We need Americans, sure-enough Americans, Americans whose Americanism will bear scratching. Don’t touch a single immigrant ‘thool. The fire under the melting pot needs more fuel—not less, Hits From Sharp Wits sreent by Tone mien toe" It is @ difficult thing for a woman to requires only one man Gecide whether she has forgiven her ores. rie eee Speneed in ‘husband once too often or not enough. “OCS Neat be The woman just can't un- as ere tae "at Peas tes protest to the Board of Education, Borough Presi- 3 powder the former traces of grief in that locality—but the latter was unpowderable, and therefore betrayed the fact pretty Mrs, Kittingly bad some #or- row. sald Mrs. Jagr. of it!" sald Mrs, Kittingly in a broken voice, tingly was to be questioned and was dying to tell the chuse of her woe. Such Is Life! “ xem:. Hg Pusuic 1s WE DONE INSIST ON OUR RIGHTS. “THAT'S WHERE THE TROUBLE IS (To. You NoT ‘To TOUCH NE The Evening World Daily Magazine, How DARE You TALK To ME | lS ORME Pe By Maurice Ketten WILL ‘You BE KIND ENOUGH “TS MOVE A LITTLE LAw = WOULD You MIND MOVING OVER A LITTLE- VAM ENTITLED To 17.78 INCHES OF SEATING SPACE INSIST ON YouR RIGHTS , SIR. A RECENT COouRT DECISION SAYS You THE TRANSIT SAYS 1AM ENTITLED 17-78 INCHES OF SEATIN ay SPACE -——— Sh J KIND SIR. But 1'D RATHER PAY AND WAIVE MY RIGHTS WHO Age You “TAUNING me > | Friday, Jum® 11, 1915 THE FAR-SEEING BLIND. By Sophie Irene Loeb. HIS week the Blind Association of the East Side reopened its Toof garden which was presented to them by Joseph Marcus. The blind President submitted’ his first annual report. It was most gratifying. ‘They have nearly 200 members. The or; zation was begun and continued on a self-supporting basis. They have extended the helping hand and given financial uid to blind people in . ,, One man who never left his home for twent years became a daily visitor on the roof garden, where he reads with his hands, hears musio and takes part in all the exercises and pastimes of the blind. Ate Their only paid official is their stenographer, the daughter of » lind man. They have a surplus in the treasury. The President’s appeal before the large audience was stirring: ‘We ask for no “ech We want to educate you to our place in the world’s work. We wish to break down the reluctance to walk, by unwholesome homes, a blind man, in the street, for fear of the unseemly gaze o! passerby. Those who look on the blind with curiosity only, eredloah the many fine things of life that we, who cannot see, do ace, Show me any organization that has not a blind member, and I will show vou @ failure, “We want no charity-—only co-operation. There is always with the blind piano-tuner. If he does his work as well as his more vate brother, give it to him. There is the blind musician whom you cain employ at your dances and festive occasions. If he can per- form I 5 task as efficiently as his seeing brother, give him the chanos, “We do not want to be any burden on the community, if the com- inunity will but give us the opportunity to help ourselves,” Vhese blind are far-seeing, The community should not be found wanti Of Stories} Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces —— By Albert Payson Terhu DOODOGADDG®DO“HDOIDDOQOVOIOGOOO: DOSE Copgright, 1015, by The Press Publishing Go, (‘Tho 3 Yo ng World), No. 12—THE PURLOINED LETTER, by Edgar Allan Poe. T was the first half of the nineteenth century and while France was still a kingdom. A secret lover wrote a burningly ardent love letter to the Queen. She was reading it in a brary of the palace when the King unexpectedly came into the room, ‘The Queen had no time to hide the incriminating letter. So she put it behind her on a table, Presently one of the King’s chief Ministers entered, and while he was talking to the King and Queen caught a glimpse of the letter on the table. He knew its handwriting and he guessed the nature of {te contents. He also knew that if he could gain possession of such a docu- ment it would put the Queen in his power. Unobserv Minister managed to #:eal the letter and carry it away Millie Bs From that momcat he forced the Queen to sway the nation’s Politics to suit his own whim and his own pocketbook. She dared not refuse, lest he show the letter to the King. But she sent privately for the Paris Chief of Police and implored him to get the precious document back for her. The police did their best. Policemen disguised as footpads held up the The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The Now York Bening World), RS. JART brought in her caller in silent sympathy. Mrs. Kittingly had been crying, for her nose and eyes were red. Sho could ani hide the M that “what ts it, my dear? Do tell me, “What fa the mat- 1 “Don't ask; I can't bear to think Thereby Mra. Jarr know Mrs, Kit- “Wait till you are calm,” com- forted Mrs, Jarr with deep interest. “wait ull you are calm, my dear, and burry up and tell mo what's the matter!” Mre. Kittingly opened her handbag, took out a lace handkerchief about the size of @ postal card and dabbed at her eyes. Then she regarded the powdered nose In # small, silver- backed mirror, taken from the hand- bag, and followed this up by produc- ing @ small powder appiier that re- yembled a ehagcy mushroom, pow- dered her nose again and sighed. Mre, Jarr leaned back in pleased expectancy. For sweet to a woman are the sorrows nother, “My dear Clara, I know you will think I am a big fool, and I know 1 am too, but I've Just cried all night about It!” sobbed Mra. Kittingly. “About what?” asked Mrs. Jarr. “My husband, the villian, the wretch!" snapped Mra Kittingly, squeezing out another tear, “which one?’ asked Mrs. Jarr, “The last one? Why, you don't care for him. He's passed out of your life, You've always said you hated him,” “And I do hate him! I despise him!" sald Mra, Kittingly, spitefully, “But would you want to see a man you hated enjoying himself without you any more than you would want to @ man you loved having @ good time with some one else?” Mrs, Jarr demurred at this. Shoe shook her head as if to imply that the bitterness of seeing man one loved happy without one was a bitterness that far surpassed the other, “He was at @ cabaret last night!" call her a lady! ME anywhere. dim!" income.” Mra, Kittingly. place!” that). its 6lith birthday, thought, the hat: strange nine adornment, 7 made of fur, Mra, Kittingly went on. “Actually flaunting himself at a cabaret where wes, And with o women won't ‘went about heads until @an to weer a At @ cabaret en- Joying himself, spending his money on taxis and suppers. He always was a spender, even when he took I could have killed “It was his money,” eatd Mrs. Jarr, “As I understand it, he sends you your alimony—a stated sum— every week; and you can do what you like with that and he can do what he likes with the balance of his “How could I enjoy myself when I saw him enjoying himself?” asked “Put yourself in my Mrs, Jarr was struck with the force of the remark, but sald: didn't seem to be put out that you were at the place, did he?" “Well, be OUR hat is 611 yeara old this month, No, not the bat you are wearing, (though if it is behind the style it may look as old aa But the hat in general—the custom of woaring hats—celebrates perbaps|b; Here is the main their idea concerning that modern sartorial embellishment of the human dome of It was tn the late spring of 1404, according to old chroniclers, that the people of the French capital were astounded by the appearance on the streets of a number of Parisian dan-| 1 dies woarlng an entirely new and variety of head-covering, ‘These first modern hats were the product of an inventive Swiss who had settled in Parts, scoffed at the innovation, but the bat soon caught the popular masculine fancy, and within a century hats and caps had pretty well “chaperons” and hoods in France, ‘The ladies were at first reluctant to adopt the new atyle of head-dress, but eventually they succumbed to the allure of the hat, and since then it has been & poor year that did not produce @ new type of hat for temi- At first Paris supplanted he hat, considered as @ roomy- brimmed head covering, is the direct descendant of the was worn by the ancient Greeks, In the northern parts of Europe the original head-covering was a Ip Southern Burope, Egypt and Asia the masses tasos,” which of the business with wians be- ccuail, deoe-atting Mrs. Jarr Learns, to Her Amazement, Minister on a dark atreet and searched him to the skin. The letter was not on him. Then during his absences from home they searched every room of his house. They took up carpete, sounded floors and walls for hiding places, ransacked probed the bindings of poked needles into the up- A Futile Search. Onmmmmoroonrony the desks for secret drawers, books for hidden recesses, scoured the cellars, That It Is a Hard World on Women] toistery, went over the grounds with a microscope for signs of fresh dig- | Ungly. “He had eyes for nothing but |the creature he was with. Haven't I always told you he was a wretch?” “What do you care, then?" asked Mrs. Jarr, “He has no right to be happy, to be with a woman. He should sui 1 suffer; my whole life has blighted) How would YOU have Uked it?" Mrs, Jarr had to admit that she wouldn't have liked it, but suggested that it was “just like a man, But,” she added, “if it mado you feel eo terrible to see him there with a woman, why did you come home and ery about it? Why didn’t you con- front him and tell him what you thought of his actions?” = “My dear, how could I do’¢hat? I was there with a gentleéman and would not have let him know It for anything?” said Mrs, Kittingly, weep- | afresh, “That's true, dear,” sald Mrs. Jarr, cap to distinguish themselves from the conquered peoples of Asia Minor. |-dress was adopted izens of ancient Rome, verings somewhat modern hats were worn O similar to the in France and England as early as the eleventh century. having been in- troduced into the latter country at the time of tl Norman conquest. Btrictly speak! however, the mod- ern masculine a" dates from the Swiss-Parisian hatter of 1404. About half a century later Charles VII. helped to peas the new atyle of headwear by making his triumphal entry into Rouen wearing upon his head a hat lined with red velvet and surmounted with a rich plume, The hat industry in England had ta real beginning about four cen- turles » & company of Spaniards canons Ag ® -e4 orem hat fac- 01 . Ha came popular in’ oglana in the Elizabethan reign, when the Queen's cour' wore hate with very high crowns. Soft felt hats were introduced into America by the Hungarian patriot, Kossuth, The first straw hats, of the palm leaf variety, were imported into America about the beginning of the nineteenth century. The season for wearing straw hats, which formerly began about the middle of June, has been sradually extended, ‘until now it is considered lawful in most at first appearance of warm weather, Silk hate were first made about a 1880. Genuine beaver hats, such as were worn by our an- cestors and often lasted a lifetime and were bequeathed by will to heirs, are’ no longer procurable. Rea beaver hats may now be seen only in museums. In old England the style of head covering for different classes was defined by law, and at one time Di it the continent to don the straw. “lid” | tak the century ‘and began to supersede | for Sheavers™ about i {| ner would | “He didn't seo me!” cried Mrs. Kit-| In a comforting tone, “This is a hard world on women!” it, 1015, Comrright. ‘New Grecian Vase* — It may be a Uttle lamw—but @ in Alaska has written to sale Miss Kelly was a Eugenio baby. It's q ghastly when she's papers, However keenly ested in other poet iehly hij The unfathomabdl ball game. There is no fanatic! stopped drinkin, all of his friends and acq think they ought to think of doing the same kind of thinking. By the time rvous man comes reconciled to the ordeal of hav- ing his hair cut he hasn't got any, The Don’t-Belonge: Mantoure girls in barber shops. tion is now being on a tidy. ' Then, have been ta brush en (and pul their some 0! a CN tek ed So Wags the World By Clarence L. Cullen York Breaing Ward). = °* F John Keats could have seen a snapshot of a bunch of modern col- lege girls, barefooted (and mostly flatfooted), in their cheesecloth Gwe- cian frocks, we think he@ have cusd- iffed the raptures of ip “Ode a a it how a girl who looks all right in a bathing sult can look so inapshotted in it, There are a lot of entirely liberal, right-minded folke in this country oe who believe that photographs of dead persons drowned in ocean accidents should not be printed in the news- may be inter- business, we pped in that direction that we'll read eight news- paper columns of @ dead millionaire’s will to find out who gets the money, Why anybody should laugh at a “funny” rooter at a thinks he haa that of the man who th: and wants to make juaintances A lot of #o-termed drug-habit fic- written by persons whose work shows that they wouldn't know the difference between a dermic syringe and a pneumatt eter if they saw both tools spread out ov again, we wonder if the chil- dren in the New York schools coulda't nee iainn aaie pletarea ithout. havi P' {and published) jn the aot of on Ma's gimiet lamps, so his joy wi Mrits | ta; Plame telnpered! irae love lottera he wrote to her before their marriage. After din- be horrible enough, but BEFORE BREAKFAST—Gosh! When you've been Walking a lot in hot day and ging. All in vain. The letter was nowhere to be found, In despair the Chief of Police told the whole story to Dupin, a young man-about-town, who loved to dabble in detective work and who had lately won no little fame by solving the mystery of the Murders in the Rue Morgue. Dupin asked a few questions, but did not seem much interested in the cage. A month later the Chief happened to drop in at Dupin's rooms again and mentioned that the Queen had now offered a reward of $10,000 for the re- covery of the purloined letter. Said Dupin: “Fill me up @ check for the amount mentioned, it I will hand you the letter.” Wondering, incredulous, the Chief. obeyed. Dupin pocketed the check, unlocked a drawer in his desk, drew out the letter and hand Then he condescended to explain. oe ee He had called on the Minister one morning, supposedly to tal! about some political matter. As he sat in the Minister's study talking seers let nis oe rove fay about the room, He had a theory of his own—namely, that tr way to le @ thing, sometimes, is to leave it in plai: Deca: no be hae Lp ot eens, for it there, yeh as a) nging 7m the mantelpiece was a shabby little card rac! weveral cards and one letter. The letter was dirty and pant) noe addreesed to the Minister in emall feminine nandwrit! It was torn half across, as though the recipient had at firat decided to throw it way and had then changed his mind, “It waa thrust carelessly and even, as it seemed, usly one of the uppermost divisions of the rack,” said orl aaa id i Knowing how methodical a man the Minister was, the ama’ ective thought it strange that an unimportant note should be left in poithey Place. He went home and prepared from memory a fac-simile of the torn and dirty letter, Next day he went beck to beara on another pretext, uring the chat that followed a musket in the street outside, A confederate detective had fired it, The Mine ee to the window to see what was the matter. Dupin hastily took the letter, putting the substitute in its place. The Queen's honor was saved, the Minister’a blackinail schemes were wrecked, Dupin was richer by $10,000, and—the Chief of Police t for the letter’s recovery. > CER Sa eee When you have signed Pop’s Mutual Motor By Alma Woodward Coparight, 1915, by The Press Publishing Oo, (Tho New York Wrening World), A had always a feeling that John | the road at least a part of the time Jinks, one of Pop's oldest whee driving, friend: m't that desirable pine} ate & marvellous quantity, a ‘model man.” curgled Billie five minutes ou handle the wheel with ‘That is why sne found a melancholy | Such sublime nonchalance, You're #0 satisfaction in the situation when he | #¥lP & yourself, aren't y walked in on Saturday afternoon and eel 80 safe with you,” cooed the gaid: siren squab, nestling closer, “1 teal as though no harm could cor os “Well, Mitt, I've got a dandy little Rome. £0' ie arty mapped out for to-morrow, 1 while L vit with you. lost times I feel tend sitting in the tonneau with ‘aiding oat ‘tay ; apd incidentally I wil Pergisted Builie, slid totale toward Pop's rubbers dled athe rove to her that all my powers of | letics and knocking one of ‘em off ths % tion have not left me. But elerator, thereby stalling the en. for you I have provided a chicken—| sine. the niftiest little doll you ever laid| In the next half hour he suffered eyes on, Her name ts Beatrice, but | that which he had thought Inconoelys her frionds call her Bille, You know! 4ble—a surfeit of chicken! the sort of dimpled little daredevil | Billie turned up his collar for that is usually called ‘Billie.’ " Pop's inward exhilaration never him—and turned it down again, §| fixed his goggles when they innate reached the surface. It was a joy, of t course, to have a chicken as seat obscuring his sight of the road so that mate, But he knew that the latest he opened negotiations with a per- improvements in X-rays had nothing be- iti fectly good ditch. She pushed late caramels into his face until the area around his mouth looked lke a Gotalled map of the war gone. And u mM as an a) itetuatnous Aa an | nehorage for her Yhen the party*had pene ge, the partyshad dispersed, Pup “I know what you're going to ho shouted, “and it ain't. true That girl's not a chicken—sho's a blight. She could give a porous plaster points on sticking around, Next time aay one gays chicken to me—welll”—~ said was: Billie proved to be all the kinds of @ doll that her sponsor had claimed. She wore a brillian green silk sweater terial, a white corduroy disclosed much white silk, limb and the latest in sport shoes.’ She also wore Mary Pickford curls, In fact, she was the essence 96 guiekenbood!