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Bh a RRS Do eS AY THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDRY, COLUMBIA AND HARVARD|.A Broom and Duster **Bobby Burns;’’ a Poet Janitor SEND 58 PHYSICIANS T0 “AID IN EUROPEAN WAR Large Contingent of Nurses, Too, Sail to Care for Sick and Wounded. The Harvard unit of the American Hed Cross, made up of thirty-three doctors who are graduates of that University, with their wives and a staff of trained nurses, satled to-day d@ the Noordam of the Holland- American Line. They go to Wool- wioh, England, to be assibned to war service from there The unit is in charge of Dr, Richard S, Austin, assisted by Dr. A. Quacken- bush. Harvard graduates and the university will defray their expenses. re are on» hundred and thirteen persons in the unit Another college unit sailing to-day is the Columbia representation, which goes on the Themistocles of the Greek Ling. With this party ts Dr, Harry Plotz, youthful pathologist of ay Mt. Sinai Hospital, who recently anvounced the discovery of an anti- toxin for typhus. Dr. Plots and the Columbia contingent will proceed to Nish, the war capital of Serbia, and thelr efforts will be directed against tynbus and cholera Columbia is not alone represented ia the unit, although it is in her name, ‘There are eighteen Columbia men, ix Princeton men and one from the Upiversity of Pennsylvania at RUNAWAY BOY'S STORY MAKES POLICEMEN CRY But Most of It Was a Fake, and Now Willie Will Do the Crying. Huddied under the steps of a bath | house at Coney Island, eleven-year- ol William Titcomb was found to- dag by Sergeant Lanigan. At the Coney Island Police Station his story brought him food and money, He ran away from home June 3, when his father died, he sald.. His mother had died some time ago, At Coney Island he begged scraps to eat during the day and slept on the sand at night. The patrolmen were crying when he finished. Then me one discovered that winte comb had been reported ‘missing on June 3 by his father, Will- jam Titcomb of No. 1437 Sterling Place, Brooklyn, Mr. and Mrs. Tit- comb, alive and well, were found at home. Willie ran away June 3 when ‘as sent from school to bring father back with him so thet he * might learn of his son's doings Willie was sent to the Children's Society. His parents will take him home later. RESINOL MAKES ECZEMA VANISH Stops Inching and Burning Instantly ‘There is immediate relief for skins itebing, burning and disfigured by ecsema, ringworm, or similar torment- ing skin-trouble, in a warm bath with jinol Soap and » le application Celt Hesinel “ointment. ‘he soothi: Resinol medication sinks peri skin, stops itching insta: and soon clears away all trace of erup- tion, even in severe and stubborn cases where other treatments have bad no effect. After that, the regular use of Resinol Soap is usually enough to keep us skin clear and healthy. You need never hesitate to use Resi- nel. It is a doctor's prescription, that has been used by other physicians for years in the treatment of all sorts of skin affections. It contains absolutely nothing that could injure the tenderest skin. Every druggist sells Resinol Oint- ment and Resinol Soap. —Advt. Safe and Sure should be Jour relief from tad tion, or cons Sin, Known to be reliable and famous for their prompt and certain efficacy—are Beecham’s Pills Painting ‘“‘Am I My Brother’s Keeper?’’ Inspires do tr Writing of Remarkable Verses by a Cleaner— Story of His Own Career Shows High Order of Literary Ability. By Sophie Irene Loeb. He is a little man—prematurely “ged, for he is only in his thirties; and he might have written his best poem at twenty-nine, according to the Harvard President's estimate of the age of man’s best mentalities. As he sat there in a corner waiting for President Churehill of the Board of Education (the President had told me about @ letter he had received from this man) I could not help think- ing that when he was @ little boy ho must have been one of the kind that “looks ke @ little old man.” Is he a genius—a second Bobby Burns? Or is he to be, or not to be— that is the question, At any rate he has written two poems and two short letters that at Jeast make you feel, as Mr. Churchill told him: “You know perhaps a bit more than some of the men who sit in these rooms.” For he is just that—a sweeper of the Board of Education rooms, And he was inspired by a picture on the wall which he had to see every day as he dusted it—a picture of a park bench on which are asleep the desti- tute, the derelict and the distressed. The name of the picture is, “Am I My Brother's Keeper?” It got into the very marrow of his bones, he said, and he just had to tell how he felt about it. SENDS HIS POEM TO PRESI- DENT OF EDUCATION BOARD. But what good? thought he; no one ¥-uld ever gee the poem, for what ' chance had he—a poor man from Bonnle Scotland, in the business of “cleaning the windows, scrubbing the floor, and polishing the handle of the big front door.” Yet @ gleam of hope came. Why not show it to the President—the man at the head of all education, whom he had seen 90 often in these rooms, but who, of course, had never seen him? So that is how it came about—the finding of @ poet perhaps, and this iz the letter he wrote to the President when he sent him the poem: June 9, 1915. Mr, Thomas W. Churchill, President Board of Education, No, 661 West 161st Street, City. Dear Sir—In one of the rooms in this bullding (Board of Education) hangs a painting of rare worth, I refer to “Am I My Brother's Keeper?” Several times, while helping to clean the board room, I have seen the pic- ture, each time ite message appealing to me increasingly. The inclosed verse ts the result of my introspective views, Why do I send you my poetic outbreak? That is a puzzle even to myself. Probably sub-conscious con- ceit prompts my action; perhaps your exposed position tempts me to play the villain. Public office carries the penalty of public bombardment, Yours respectfully, M D. CADDELL. Lege Sat cn Modi he We ‘The poem is as follows Seld everywhere, Io “AM | MY BROTHER'S KEEPER?” “Am I my brother's keeper?” Comes the thought, Have I in earnestness the meaning caught? Have T in righteousness contrived and sought ‘The meaning to employ? Or, nodding light approval, have I won! My way, self-centred, purblind eyes fixed on A gilt-trimmed soul I'd My higher self destroy? peeve, bod mind disputes a note of foal, for which my Boldom the heart denies the ills of But ott, nee oft, the birth Of impulse to retrieve! ‘Tis common to commend the truth, the right, ‘Tis ray to denounce the wrongs that blight, Alas, ‘tis also common to take flight ‘When beckoned to relieve! We see, wo hear, to aid Then care the hand heeds not we feel, resolve afraid; Perchance desire to succor does not fade Until the cost we count. Willing to help are we if helping means No strain on purse or joys, no comfort weans; Willing to help are we if helping gloans ‘What hinders us to mount. A little of our surplus money, time, We may bestow to sponge some nox- ious grime, To heights of sacrifice we rarely climb, Draw back in wrath or dreaa “Sweet charity!" Our breasts swell at the shout As woe our table sweepings spread about out, ‘Then charity is dead. “Am I my brother's keeper?” the call To do my part, however hard or small, ato to lift, encourage those that all, Victims or fools or blind. Mine pot to to question, mine the helping Comes an Mine not to lecture, mine the prop- ping stand; Mine not to crave applause, payment demand; Mine but to soul-growth find! ~—William Douglas Caddell, Upon receipt of this letter and poem Mr. Churchill sent for Caddell to come | & to see him, after which he received from Caddell the following letter and poem: June 13, 1918, Mr. Thomas W. Churchill No, 661 West 1éist Stroet, City. Dear Sir—Yesterday you questioned, I answered; you weighed—so did 1 While somewhat embarrassed, still my mental scales were not seriously disturbed. That T found you full welght the inclosed poem endeavors to testify. The poem is yours, Mr. Churchill — exclusively, “absolutely yours. Perhaps my replies to your inquiries ‘were disappointing. Words drip much more readily from my pen than they cA BOX OF FIVE e—L_LILY— DRINKING CUPS FREE Just the Thing for Outings FREE For the Coupon ° Printed in 8 BrOW, or halt because: If love and sympathy are quite shut|! | marri lite strength and purity. tors. | Discovered by President of Board of Education m my tongue. apart sational ability. In fact, man words I write I would not tempt to would bute er the pronunciation. brief sketch of my past misdeeda, majority, though none so black that I may not ask a where Hoboken snuggle interest you must feel. Sincerely, WM. D. CADDELL. Whit Is @ freend? You cannae tell An’ human gawks derision yell; Wha stoops an’ free, Life is an unco tricky road, ‘Wi’ nae respect for feet or load, Fixed certainty its only code, An’ some o' us maun fa’ tae le'rn, bairn. The best o’ earth hae slipped a wee, But no’ in straits tae ever be, Their fa’ jist made them clearer seo; A lesson mortals a’ should heed An’ cherish for some future need. There is nae crime in bein’ doon, The crime is in the spiteful froon, In makin’ nae attempt tae croon The tumble wi' an upward heave That leave. Tao help, Tae chase the lo iness an’ f As upward struggles he wha Aor intae trouble aairiy slipped. | ‘That sich a freend you'd be, I ken; Your he'rt is no’ a darksome glen, Nor mind a dismal, selfish den; fu’ o’ licht an’ W. D. CADDELL. June 138, 1915, words follows with a letter: June 18, 1915, Mr. Thomas W. Churchill, No, 661 West 16lst Street, City. Dear Sir: To be one's own Bos: well is a difficult task. "L” when standing alone and capital ized, becomes a most seductive word. Also, imagination and heroics will bat tle alluringly for recognition, How- ever, I sketch inclose save unclad ny As instructed by your secretary, Mr. Johngon, I shatl visit you to-mor. row morning. as up to that time I will be on duty, Sincerely, ‘WM. D. CADDELL. A‘ LILLIPUTIAN AUTOBIQG- RAPHY, 1883. terrestrial debut Day, Feb. embodies My Bt, Valentine's 14, in Glas- OW, tiand. TI came, I saw, I whimpere universe re on in heedless sere spicious ture dream -nursing 5 upon a dizzy niche, among the world’s kings, ‘To-day that child, a man in years, rubs elbows—and floors—with the scavengers of earth! Alas and alack! Again alas and penniless, than for herself she entered a cotton mill. on sho had a finger torn off. ‘To-day the empty space in her hand, paradoxically speaking, has a clutch on my heart which neither tongue nor pen can describe. 188 My mother braved a second mat- rimonial venture, A marriage of convenience to her, tt de joped into eof mutual love, ideal in In John Black 1 found @ father, 1590 I grew, cheating disease and doo- 1892, I went to school—in Glasgow. I fought classmates harder than I studied lessons; I received more whippings from hers than I did promotions. Sensitive, obstinate, easier led than driven, my ways were not thelr ways—and I suffered, ‘The physical pain, however, was mucb less severe than the mental, 189: My parents (my stepfather had be- come “dady") emigrated to States, I with them. Put to school in Chicago, 1 discovered that Amer. ican teachers were humane and pa. tient instead of harsh and domineer- ing, This same year I was toted back to Caledonia and its #kin-peeling edu- cational syetem, 1894, Again Neptune's stomach bitters, Chicago and school, 1896, 1 baceme & wage-dernes, Partly My education, it is, has been acquired far from school or teacher, which may account for my lack of conver~ , many nounce, knowing that I In a few days I will send you a deeds and the latter largely in the policeman safely That gratitude meets your generous | Until you're hedged wi’ imps frae hell, ‘Then freend it is, if freend there be, tries tae litt you! ¢, dist lke a foolish fire-ecorched stupid days wid far back, An’ once again the freend stands near, tae comfort an’ tae cheer— love for harsh misfortune’s ‘The story of his life in his own The letter believe the autoblographical nothing But not before 10.80, | occurred on alack! Once more alas and alack! 1884, My father now dead, my mothe provide for me more . OPEL due to stupidity, ehtefly due elling and the unlearning, country, of much already learned, I was a third «rade “graduate” when my schooling ended 19 My stepfather died, leaving behind & brood of wee bairns, to trav- | mously elected ine head ily. “A mighty hard st lowed, but my economical mother managed to keep the wolf so distant from our door that his akulking form, was visible only to her and to me. 1906. We beat the wolf back into its lair. Having mastered shorthand [ was now a stenographer and a member of earth's elite, Instead of holding a job, 1 held a position; instead of drawing a wage I di “ salary, However, I detested the position, while adoring the salary. Clerical life, I discovered, was fringed with cheap sham, with a class distinction which | distinction, And the clerk the mor perch. Accustomed to the unstarched democracy of the unstarched toiler, this ink-and-ledger scale of aristoc- | Facy filled me with a disgust which my funnybone—and the salary—kept beneath the blankets of expediency. Thon, too, English, | knew that as a w craftsman I was at least ears high humbler the ae thresh out on the typewriter. did not sour. The salary precluded such @ nincompoopian frame of mind. Inatead, I thought thoughts, resolved resolutions and read furtously, 1912, Having a little cash, my mother and the bairns in finanetal health, 1 sprouted wings—prematurely. I be- me an “angel.” But I flew neither high nor far. Soon the show I fos- tered disowned me, disinherited me. Then, rather than face the doubtful noes, I started Bast. 1915, For the past three years I have been a wanderer, working at any- thing that would let me live reason- jably well. Frequently, however, I have banqueted on husks (occasion- ally even the husks were denied me), and carried “the banner.” Such ex- periences, while painful, are of bene- fit to open mihds. OSBORNE SWEARS HE NEVER POSED AS GAY DECEIVER (Continued from First Page.) ter? A. 1 found it on the desk in my office, Q. Had you been away? A, I had} been in Proyiden: but my best r jon is t received it the day it ame to my oles, It was diéed Bun- Q! Did you notice where it was posted from—what station? A, Ne. i paid no attention to | A. Did you read the letter? arily) Yee, 1 spoke to Mr, Gar- I think f gave it to him When did you receive the next! A. Allow me to refresh my recolection, Q. How? A. With a check I gavo at that time. I think it was some time about that date, Feb. 11, 1 cash check at the New York Athleti While I was there I asked if there was any mall, and the clerk at the desk handed me a number of letters Q. What letters were handed to you at the club? Mr. Osborne took the package of addressed by to "Dear Oliver" und sorted out elaht or nine, Q. When did you receive the next letter? A. About Fob. 17, at my office, Q Did you ever recelve any other letters from Miss Tanzer? ‘Those are all L received directly from her, TELLS OF TELEPHONE CALL TO MISS TANZER, Q. You were trying a case In Provi- dence? A. Yes, I went there about Dee, 19 and began @ trial the follow- ing Monday. Q, You did nothing after receiving the fret letter? A. No, & Bur afiex socaiving Whe lotiens at anaenee in each contained neither class nor dizzy his visionary though self-corralled my than those whose dictation I had to But 1 ympathy of my Chicago acquaint- Ray CP hs) + the club you did communicate give tho person who wrote them? A. Yes. Las in the Roma restaurant, anot were later ¢ it was 9.1 3 Q. You went there to telephone Milas Tanger? A. 1 had that intent when I went th I telephoned Mine Wer- rif, my secretary and stenographer, to meet me the Roma restaumant, and she came there, told Miss Ferris to eall that girl on the telephone,” sald Mr, Onborne. She called her at 4960 Welroae. told her to tell the girl abe had made 4 mistake and to com to my Office and I'd prove it Q. And Mis Ferris told yo wanted to talk to you? A told’ her I didn’t know her, she'd come down to my office I'd prove to her that | had never seen her. She went on repeating that I was Oliver and she knew mo and knew what she was about. I didn’t care to hear any more and T hung up. That's the firat time I ever talke with her and the last Mr. Osborne identified the letter he received from Rae Tanger a few days later, also the campaign photograph of himself taken In 1905 she had clipped from @ newspaper and en- clonec Q. Did_you talk with any one about jit? A. Yes; with my partner, Mr. | Lamb, and got legal advice. { called | the girl Yes. J and if up Police Hea arters and talked with a sergeant on the telephone, Q. You knew there @ ntatute in this State against blaekraatl, and. jthat If you had the facta you could |Prosecute this an for blackmail? A. Thad the facts! Certainly | had the facta! You, 1 could prosecute her for blackmail. MISTOOK NAME WHEN CALLED ON TELEPHONE. Mr. Osborne aaid a police sergeant came down from Police Headquarters the afternoon of the day he received the last letter from Rae Tanzer, He showed all the letters to the sergeant and let him take one of them away, | Q. Did you see any of the county authorities? A. No, not in connection with this case, member the date of with Mr, on the evening of 1 didn’t think of anything March 8, except that It was my friend, Mr, Jack Blaght, of The World, on the ‘phone, and I talked with him Q. At that time no summons or complaint had been ‘served on you in Rae Tanger’s aut? A. No, sir, Q. What did you say on the tole phone? A. I sald, “In this my dear old friend, Jack Slaght?” He didn’t ay anything except “A girl has come into my office and sworn to an affi- davit that yo promised to m her.” 1 promised to call at bis of fi but I naturally went to The World office and waited for Slaght. He wom not there. Q. You called up Slade & Slade next day? Yos, Rufus Peckham of my office told me 1 had made a mistake; that Slade had called up our office. Asked about bis offer to “write a jushel of letters” for Slade & Slade, Mr. Osborne said: “Yos, They could anything I MA I think it ts one of the most absurd things I ever heard of—a man writing a lot of love letters and delivering them himself to a girl.” “IL agree with you about the ab- surdity of it," said Mr. Littleton, arily. Q. You have been Assistant District Attprney in New York? A. For eleven 0 Q' And you haye prosecuted per- eons for blackmall?: A. Yes: oh, you. Q. But you did not ask the State authorities to take any action against this young woman? A. N DOCTOR IS BADLY HURT WHEN TRAIN HITS AUTO Dr. D. N, Dulson Injured at Un- guarded Crossing in Rock- ville Centre, L. 1. Dr. D, N, Dulson, sixty-five years old, President of the village of Rock- ville Centre, L. 1, was injured 0 severely that he may die when his! automobile was struck by a Long Island Railroad train at an unguard- ed crossing near the Rockville Centre Station this morning, Ho is in a critical condition at his home and an investigation of the accident is un- der wa; Tho crossing is flanked by shrub- | bery and trees and there is neither a flagman nor @ gate guarding it, The auto was in the centre of the track | when it was struck, Dr, Dulson had to the ground fifteen feet away, suf- fering a broken arm, a compound fracture of the left leg and internal) injuries. tried to leap from the car and he fell |* ‘Tho train was stopped and pa xengers gave what ald was possible | until w rrival of Dr, A. Ll, Higgins) and Dr, Frank T, Delane, Dr, Duison | was then hurried to his homo on Park Avenue. Hoe tn one of the mont Widely-known men in Nassau County }and has been President of the village | of Rockville Centre for three o secutive terms, a CONNOLLY AND BROWN ARE GOLF FINALISTS. | #4 Stuart D. Connolly ‘will meet Shares H. Brown of Saogkill, in the thirty hole decisive test to-day at the Boek. | land Country Club. Ry way of novelty the conditions | were arranged #0 that aven the sem! final matches, which wer ed ferdaye would ‘be over the. thirty” feraey, no Cocmoliy’ socks ead sarty in the day against C, V. Suegkill, and retired for luncheon three holes to the He ultimately won, 6 to 4 | Se Sane SEMI-PRO PLAYERS | | TO PLAY WITH GIANTS. | PITTSBURGH, June %6.—Announce- ment was made here last night that John | * Miljus, @ pitcher, and Charles Sweeney, outfielder, playing with the Colle- » & sermnl-profession oe team find. beon signed to play with the Now York Giants. The men will report after Labor Day. Right te Hold Up Mails WASHINGTON, June test will be made by tho | | against jaterferences with American | mails passing through Buropean bel- ligerent territory to neutrals, Since! belligerents are permitted to censor cable messages in transit thro thelr territory, officials here take the position that letters would seam to be oubject te the same BTR RENT teeta). Bee pe DAILY AND SUNDAY THIS 7 Interstate Park Landing ec ey tee eras EANSBURGNLL 33 Benton of | pun,,9.80,10.804M, __ STEAMBOATS. — Hupson By Daytiaut 3 rarer Tea ve — — Hudson River Day Line FALL RIVER LINE MANAGEMENT STEAMER CITY OF LOWELL my kere rae te RICHARD PECK TO Pee HAVEN ees 36, FOR SALE. 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