The evening world. Newspaper, June 26, 1915, Page 10

BY JOSEPH PULITZER. road ULAR Fart SE ho. Peroorbticn Rabi "ie the @ World for the United States end Canada. + Bee Bees * VOLUME 86... Second-—Clasa Matter. alas For faneland and the Continent and All Countries in the International Postal Uni One Tear. One Month 88 veoeseveseesNO, 10,607 HOW DOES A MAN RETRENCH? a (74 ERVICES to the people must take precedence over costly ® S Court Houses and Civic Centres.” In professing this bo- lief Borough President Marks arouses the ire of the Mayor "nd the Prosident of the Board of Aldermen, who accuse him of “grand stand play.” We take it the Borough President had in mind some of the X manicipal activities upon which city officials aro so cheerfully ready a to save—immigrant night schools, vacation schools, public baths, Fourth of July celebrations, open-air musio in the parks, for ex- * ample—all benofite which mean much to thousands who need them most. As against these “grand stand” favors is urged a Court House project upon the probable cost of which city finance experts are un- able to agree within six or eight millions. Tho Comptroller himself * has put the ultimate total as high as $30,000,000. on A Court House and Civic Centre are greatly to be desired. But when a city is hard up, why should ite reasoning in certain directions be different from that of any well balanced man? Suppose the father of a family has to curtail. Does he begin by cutting down “Bile children’s schooling and taking away their amusements, all the ‘while planning an elaborate new wing for his mansion? {We fail to see wherein, in the present admitted state of the city’s | * fimances, sober, ecoond thought on the cost of a new Court House is anything but feir and just to the millions of people, part of whose beppiness and well being is involved, — It fe becoming @ habit to reply to this nation without answering. ———4- THE PRINCELY HUERTA. EBSIDENTS of Forest Hills, Queens, find neighbor Victoriano R Huerta, it is said, too liberal with tips. By overpaying tradespeople, 80 the complaint goes, he spoils them and thakes it hard for the average citizen to got fair service for regular prices. Six dollars to a barber for a shave and a haircut may be princely, but it gives the town the shivers. Here is retribution of a sort, For years natives of foreign parts have thaken their heads at the rich American traveller who showers gold on cab drivers and hotel servants, buys without asking the price ‘and generally excites the cupidity of every one with whom he deals, Americans have had too few chances to see how it feels to have visitors demoralize home markets by reckless spending. In Europe the shopkeeper is commonly a loyal fellow who gets Fall the American will give but does not overcharge his own country- men. We wonder if it works out that way on Long Island, eS Yale by five lengths. Unlike last year’s victory, this one could be plainly discerned with the naked eye. ——_-4-+—____ WILL EDUCATION DO IT? ED LINES and gory footprints painted on the pavement catch the downward gazc of the pedestrian at Fifth Avenue and : Forty-second Street. When he lifts his eyes he beholds a banner which adjures him to Cross the Street at Regular Crossinge—Not in the Middle of the Blook. It seems ridiculous that New Yorkers should need this kind of - education. But the fact remains that they do. It was The Evening . World that first pointed to the dangerous and growing habit of dart- * ing across crowded streets st all points and angles. The city authorities and the Safety First Society apparently ‘believe that if they show the pedestrian where to put his feet he will pat them there. That is not the nature of the local habitant as - -awetofore observed. Very few people in this section have ever been * euved from the consequences of their own careless acts until such acts wese forbidden. —- 4 Cornell University says the seventeon-year locusts are euming this season. And they were here only four years ago! Bow time Mes! The Department of Public Charities is nearly $200,000 in ‘Be hole. Well, as Bacon tells us: “In charity there is no excess.” Cos Cob Nature Notes. (HB editor of the paper sends us the following piece written by some emart Aleck: ‘To the Baier of The Bening World: who wrote that thing about Maurice Werthelm and his thirty- im your Saturday's paper evidently never was a boy with bare &nd who cut & sapling to fasten his hook and tine (9. It Gon mew any, more about the relationship. between small frogs and | ‘bass than this writer manifests they ha: er wen Ag: By 3 fait the United Anglers’ League meeting and Iootn vont’ Joke I ever heard of—frogs sitting In the bout aed ng, he calls It) and the bass jumping. in and C Se pene Sw. Did you ever hear the beat of that?” A MERE fhomiee— ‘We would like to know what going barefooted has to do with the habite of frogs, anyway. We didn't say we knew how the frogs caught the bass having only a theory to go by. Privately we think the author of the above screed doesn't know how to spell Americus by the way he messes up tts orthography. There used to be an Americus Club here, down on Commodore Benedict's point, which William M. Tweed ran, and where he caught all kinds of things, including seven years in the penitentiary, ‘The roses are all in bloom along the right of way of what was formerly Mr, Mellen’s railroad but is now Mr. Elliott's. Mr. Mellen planted the roses and why did he do it, forgetting that this ts the only sweet-smelling thing Mr. Mellen did for them. Besides, \nstead of urking that their money had gone where the woodbine twineth, as Jim Fisk said on a similar occas sion, they can say it went where the ramblers roam! ‘The best wild strawberry crop in years is being gathered by those who have the patience to pick the sweet little things. A wild strawberry bout the nicest bit of flavor there ts when got together in sufficient quantitics with sugar and cream, while a wild strawberry shortcake ts better than any high- . ‘priced Delmonico delicacy that ever was invented. It is hard on the hack and knees to seek them in the green Melds, so few of our citizens indulge, it being éaster to buy big sour things of the peddlers, Z Irving Bacheller, our best-selling author, has rented his mansion on | are more fond of the saloon than you for the commuters to look at and for the stockholders to ruy how expensive | — By Roy L. 66 J AM not angry!” began Mrs. Jacr. ] And when a woman says she isn't angry you may know sho in. “But, my dear," said Mr, Jarr. “I haven't been out so very long, and this is the first time in weeks I have been out, or that I have stayed a little late.” “That's just it!” said Mra. Jarr wh @ sob. “I thought, I really thought, you had reformed. I thought you were getting more sense as you grew older!" “Ah, come, now,” said Mr, Jarr, Pleasantly, “if I never do anything worse than stop at Gus's place on the corner and play pinochJe from 9 till 11 you need never worry. If it's a sin to play an innocent game of pinochle or to bowl a few hours with your friends, where will the devil find room enough to stow away the"— “I have stood this thing for the last time,” sald Mra. Jarr. “If you are of your home, live in a saloon and I'll take the calldren and sup- port them.” “Don't be foolish!’ said Mr, Jarr. “How could you support them?” “I could—I could—well, I don't care what I could do,” cried Mrs, Ja “but I could get a position in a store, Women are not dependent on men as they used to be. In fact, I was talk- ing with a woman (and a very fine and cultivated woman she was, too, who clerks in a candy store), and she told me that she had to leave her husband because he drank and didn't support her.” "Ob, don't be cross!” said Mr, Jarr, “Be sensible!” “You be sensible, yourself!” replied Mrs. Jarr. “And show you are sen- sible by acting sensible, Oh, I could get along! And besides, the black dress and white apron that salesiady wore in the candy store were very {becoming to her, And even ff It | didn’t pay so much, I could bring the children home candy every night to our little room, and if it was fixed up with chintz curtains it would look very pretty.” "The candy?" asked Mr, Jarr,, “No, the humble room where I would take the children to, for I wouldn't go home. It would please my mother too much.” “You'd break up our happy home for a job in a candy store you haven't The Evening World Daily Magazine, Saturday, June 26, 1915 Copyright, 1015, The Press Publishi WANTED} ——— | The Jarr Family going to the bureau. McCardell Copyright, 1015, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), and blue stripe uniform dress the The Week’s Wash —By Martin Green Copyright, 1916, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), nurses wear at some hospitals is 66 resurrection meeting at very fetching and the caps make Madison Square Gar- them look real pretty." den?” asked the head Here Mra, Jarr took her handker- polisher. chief and fixed it on her hair as if it] “I didn’t go,” replied the laundry were @ nurse's cap and looked at her-|man. “It was no place for me. I'm self in the mirror. @ pleasing one, She smiled at reflection and said: “Yes, what I'm going to do if you do The picture not! Square Garden at which Mr. Bryan behave better; I'll be a nurse.” was the star attraction. He used to ‘I'm just in time, then,” said Mr.|call New York the ‘enemy's country’ Sarr; headache wafers,” said Mrs, “Or will try my menthol? such a fuss if he's out and, re: the man is not a bad sort.” is out of her teens. hy, it is astonish: said this man, “how youth files how many a young gi to-day is blasé before to use hairpins, ferent and hard to please, tertainment indeed that gives any pleasure or any thrill, Then and much sible as REAL COMPANIONS, rather quiet and atrict home at phere. But when ‘she began restriction put upon her by proper people, “This latter, of course, was all obtained as yet?’ asked Mr, Jarr, smiling to himself, wich Cove to some one else and hired another place at Ridgefield, up in Connecticut, One of the peculiarities of authors which we never understand is that after working a long time to get what they want to want it, but prefer something else. Lincoln Steffens does “Well, 1 could be a nurse," said Mrs. Jarr; “that pays better, Nurses get at least $25 a week and they always look so neat and comforting [tm thelr meat unltorma That white saw every show, visited every tertainment, Interesting to entertain her, there Was nothing that added charm to ker entertainment. “Such girls become mentally cenary, of money to spend op that's “I've got a terrible headache. “Wait till I get you one of those Jarr, ‘gol out’ there was practically little or no was her you Was Mr. Rangle there to-night? Mra. Rangle makes ally, ep Your Child Young — == By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York kvening World), BACHELOR complains of ri of she ing,” and young women learn the wily ways of womanhood before they have begun They become indit- When you take them out it is an unusual en- them they begin to take such pleasures sadly as a matter of course, Pretty soon they are almost impos- I be- Neve much of this is due to the moth- ers of to-day, who are running away| Dont let her see and Know every- with the new propaganda idea. that} thing ere she lose that sweetness and 4 girl should ‘know all’ tue belief in the beauty of the world “As a consequence she becomes so] which, after all, make for hope and sophisticated that she is an old wom- an as to her knowledge of life, and| It is all very well to “sow wild the beauties of youth, with all their/oats” and for “youth to have its retrospective joys, are lost. In fact,| fling,” yet when the young glean too girls lose youth almost entirely, 1) much knowledge, too much of the so- know a young woman who, during her school-going period, was reared in a m08- ing her mother, except that she went with the very well, but as ‘a consequence the girl lob. ster palace, enjoyed every new en- until it was no longer an American. “On previous occasions, though, I have attended meetings in Madison in those days, but he never overlooked a chance to come down here and ask the enemy for votes. “I recall every Madison Square Gar- den mass-meeting Mr. Bryan ever ad- dressed. Tho biggest, 1 think, was that which greeted him on his first visit to New York, as a Presidential the possible hope of giving them a new thril} in the way of brilliant Amusement he is ‘out of it.’ “That why you see so many young women being entertained by men much older than themselves, These men have the money to do It with, and, strange to say, that ts one dominant fact that makes the confirmed bachelor,” he concluded, There ls much to be said on thls matter. Cortainly this is an age of “He who runs may read.” And SHE reads fast Indeed. Very little is left to the Imagination, and a girl has small occasion to clltivate this most necessary happy faculty of imagina- on. ‘Things are TOO REAL, I wonder if a little of the old- fashioned reserve in teaching would not go a long way toward correcting this growing evil? Good mother, hold her back a little in those early days courage and strength of purpose, called gayeties of life, the awakening leaves them with little to look for- ward to, and, as the bachelor com- plains, they become very blasé in- “A short life and a merry one” Is a very sad phrase Indeed when you find you have to live LONGER than you expected. Nothing satisfies, and the way becomes weary—yes, in the way that is strewn with so-called roses. Lat such knowledge of life in since any mer- For unless a man has & them in all its glare come gradually, as was intended, im the physical world. It is not wise to encompass all when LD you attend Mr, Bryan's| candidate in 1896, The crowd in and around Madison Square and Madison Square Garden that night was much larger than that which assembled last Thursday night. That 1896 crowd gave Mr. Bryan one of the most cor- dial receptions of his career. It looked as though New York City was for Bryan by acclamation, but election day brought out that the sentiment was all the other way. “When Mr. Bryan used to come down here into the enemy's country looking for enemy vetes he devoted considerable of his time in each of his talks to taking a fall out of the press of our fair city. He said on those occasions that the press of New Yors was against him, And he was pretty close to right, for I don't believe more than one paper of any prominence in this city supported Mr. Bryan in any one campaign. “So Mr. Bryan was running true to form when he told his audience Thurs- day night that the New York press is against him. He sald he never knew the New York press to take the side of the American people. And this is perhaps an honest assertion on his part, because he thinks he is the American people. “But Mr. Bryan forgot to tell his Madison Square Garden audience that the entire press of the United States, printed in the English language, ts right in line with the New York press concerning Mr. Bryan and his deser- tion of the President. If we accept Mr, Bryan's declaration that the New York press is against the American people then the whole press of the United States 1s against the American people and the only press taking the side of the American people ts the German press.” teereeeereeeeeeeaeed. J 3 He Should Worry! § 66] WONDER how Henry Siegel te I getting along in jail?” said the head polisher. “Well,” said the laundry man, “he's eating segularly, and that's more than can be said of some of those who de- posited money in his bank. And just to show that he hates himself Mr. Siegel announced the other day that nobody knows the department store business any better than he does, “It's a mighty good thing for the creditors of the solvent department stores of New York that the man- agers of those stores know less about their business than Henry Stegel, It is lucky for the community that they haven't the business genius whic enabled Henry Siegel to blow up, owin; $14,000,000 to store creditors an $2,500,008 to depositors in his private bank, +4 " said the head polishes, Veterans All. the mind ts immature. ehild a child as long as 6 “that many more married than single men are enlisting in the British army.” “wi aaid the laundry man, “may married Ki possitie: that the future may bring| often seem a pastime to a new ; AL! bappiness with new daya, What Every Woman Thinks By Helen Rowland ® ie Copyright, 1016, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Bening Weelid, AS TO MAN’S BEAUTIFUL OPTIMISM. 66 HERD |e nothing in this world so perfect, #0 Led wonderful,” sighed the Widow enviously, “ae man's beautiful optimism |” “What have I done now?” grumbled the Bachelon “That sounds well—but, when you begin by flattering us wholesale, I always know that you are going to finish by demolishing us, retaih im only twenty minutes late,” he added lamely, flinging down bis bat and'gioves and passing his handkerchief nervously over his brow. “Only twenty minutes,” agreed the Widow with a emile-of icy cesigua< tion. “But the others have GONE without us” i “We can take a taxi and follow’—— began the Bachelor hopefully, “Of course!" rejoined the Widow dramatically. “We can work miracles! We can FLY there! That is one of the things man is always eo optimistio about—his ability to annihilate space and get ANYWHERE on earth in tem minutes’ time. His ideas concerning ‘time’ are as vague and Moyer vg 8 4 new born babe's, He always ‘knows’ that there will be a taxi out in front walting for him, a.gub- always ‘knows’ that he will fust ca way express. " Sreakdows, le always ‘knows’ that there won't be a up on the way. And he always, ALWAYS dawdles until the last ee id then rage: heaven, and the taxi drivers, and the street cars, he whole traffic system—and saunters in, twenty minutes late.” { © “| KNEW it was coming!” groaned the Bachelor, “I'll never do % again!” “Not until to-morrow evening,” sighed the Widow. “That's the trouble with your optimism; it is utterly incurable, Experience never teaches you anything—never proves to you that you are wrong, but merely that you are unlucky. ‘Next time’ it will be all right. Lobster may dis- agree with you fifty-six times, but you will still hopefully eat it the fiftty- seventh. You may be late to the office six mornings in the week, but you will cheerfully sit down on the seventh and ‘prove’ your theory that it only takes fifteen minutes to ‘make it.’ Nothing on earth that a man. to do is Impossible! Nothing on earth that he thinks ‘ought to be’ bel Nothing on earth that he desires is unattainable! That is the masculine optimism!” “Well,” broke in the Bachelor desperately, “that's better than the feminine pessimism! A woman always rushes to the other extreme, You have only to su doing anything, and she is off laying obstacles in your path, and discovering a thousand reasons why it CAN'T be done, Sie is the champion cold-water thrower of the world!” “She merely stops to consider the pros and cons,” the defensively, “and to measure the possibilities rationally. She doesn't try to deceive anybody—least of all, herself. But a man is always himself—most of all, when he fancies that he is deceiving a woman. That The Incurable Disease of Hope. is another of his optimistic little fallacies. She can catch him in etx varieties of fibs, and he will still confidently believe that he can her swallow the fifty-seventh, She can offer him affidavits in black white to prove that she knows he is lying, and he will still hope that, if goes right on lying, he will have her convinced, bluffed, blindfolded. He will The Golden Reward of Lying. ® “A faith that no woman on whom he has get his heart could pos- other fellow’ he simply concludes that she did it out of spite or in a moment ever shatter it. His own love may wander or cool, but the love of a they would!” “Optimism pays “In your fellowwoman, you mean,” corrected the Widow. “I TOLD them break faith with her a hundred times and still fondly fancy that she has implicit confidence in him.” “And she WILL have—Iif she loves him!” protested the Bachelor boldly, ND she ALWAYS ‘loves him!” groaned the Widow. “That-te'the ultimate achievement of his beautiful optimism—his unquenchable sibly fail to respond. Even when a girl TELLS him that she doean't love him, he merely cherishes the secret belief that she is only ‘trying to lead him on’ or to hide her secret passion for him. Even when she marries ‘the of wounded pride, or wild despair, or reckless folly. And, once he has WON her love, he goes right on in the steadfast confidence that nothing on earth he do, from robbing a bank to growing a beard or eating an onion, will —never!" “Sh!” cried the Bachelor, his face lighting up with sudden hope. “Listen! Thear their horn—and their voices! They're coming back for ua, I “Yes,” laughed the Widow. “I knew they would, too.” “You see!” said the Bachelor, with virtuous dignity. after all. Tt PAYS to have faith in your fellowman.” to come back for us, Mr. Weatherby! Why shouldn't a man be optimtatio,” she added with a sigh, “when there is always some woman around to do worrying for him?" Jungle Tales NE afternoon Mister Elephant was sitting under a tree, wo dering what to do, when he spled something right under his trunk, “Who are you?” asked Mr, Elephant in great surprise. “Tr am a Little Acorn,” said the voice, “If you let me alone I will some day be a great oak tree.” Mister Elephant put the Little Acorn down and got up. He walked éver to where the oak tree was and “Where did you come from, Mister Oak Tree?” I came from an acorn,” said the Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), CHAPTER LX. NCE, after some reference to' the other as though we were stran- Miss Reese, Jane sald to| 5@ me: “I think you are making a mistake, George, in being 50 much with Miss Reese. John is getting to be a big boy and will soon notice your devotion.” “Bosh!” L returned, "Miss Reese is my office nurse. She is with me in @ professional parity, Don't make @ out of nothing. Re noe think I do. You spend a great deal of time with Miss Reese that I am sure you might spend with m-— John, if you would, What about yourself?” I exploded, r manner. “What will n he knows that Lucius naming spends most of bis time with you—his spare time,” I amended, knowing that Hemming ‘i busy man, “iHe will, say that It was because of my loneliness caused by your neg- lect, and that I have done right. I angered at het John say when ot afraid to trust my son to be far to his mother,” Jane con- descended to explain, “And unfair to his fathe: "1 re- bah is his father’s fault,” Jane ied as she left me. "ay ‘ambition for professional suc- cess wis now in @ fair way to be} +, ed. But with the nearness of Tevpest on which I had set my hopes my selfishness increased, my self ab- sorption grew. I was obsessed with two ide: My success. My own self importance. ‘As 1 looked back it seemed ages since Jane and I had gone on our honeymoon. Everything connected with the first few years of our mar- ried life had grown faint, blurred, and indistinct, crowded out by the work to which I had dedicated my lite —myself—my heart. Yes, I mean it, my heart. I had no room for senti- ment, for conscious love, or the ex- pression of {t. Jane and I had prom- ised in those days long passed not to get tired of each other. My Wife’s Husband ° : By Dale Drummond | rassed for Children, big tree. “How does tt come that you can talk?" asked Mister Elephant. “It is not I, but the Voice of Naw ture that speaks,” sald Mister Oak Tree. “You don't tell me!” exclaimed Mis- ter Elophant as he went awa’ Soon he came to where ible Bee was sipping honey from @ flower and he tried to push the Bumble off with his trunk. The Bumble stung him and as he went home aid, ‘I guess that was the Volee of Nature talking and it must have sald, “Let me alone!” ing @ life as totally se ‘ated from Jane's inmost thoughts, her soul desires, I had no slightest inkling. Mine she never knew. I ne kod of may intaronte to her. Po} be. cause I thought she wasn't intargeted, and perhaps because there wi ‘ee 00se, “Do you know what day it ist” asked me one morning. vm ey Why?" “I mean what day of the bd “Yes, the fourteenth, Why, 7 gpnlversary ct our wedding, isn’t it es, it is the fourteenth. I'm: giad you reminded me of it,” = “Don't apologize for forgetting, George,” Jane returned quietly, “As you have religiously forgotten {t for 6 a8 bad as ti! T queried. trying to 1 A ge im Hate “Yes, Tt is as bad “Wel me of brate? tain? “No, you going to enter- I have been too oft y, your neglect to, ure to bring the family together a. Un« ortunately, one’ clined to bi obs ae wane ee aa, what 5] peated, ignorii the tainly. ic “Can you spare the tl any< ny she aske mete fe “I will take the time, or. I shouldn't * I answered tartly, hould like te see e replied, naming spoken of by the ‘That is, if we can Bet decent ‘All right. Tl attend ¢ away. We will take in the pine, ene go to the Luckstone for oe | “That will be very nicote 'y, spoke more cordially, "If ‘can’ got tickets for rah or tar, a play very highly critics try something el: two other plays. “I've seen very levy, a0 that really any of Therm wilt 0. After purchast; Ate ity ee | Lodestar” Drecelet, bought Jane a handsomi naming om “There!” 1 qnat's done,” Now tay bi rh hTe Be oye