The evening world. Newspaper, July 8, 1915, Page 14

tag i Pee eee Canada. flecond-Class Matter. For Basins ‘and the Continent end ‘All Countries in the International Postal Union. One Toar.... One Month. WOLUME 86.........ccccccceeeecsceesseesses es NO, 19,079 ONLY THE REAL ONE. ERLIN’S desire to exchange informal notes with Washington prior to a final declaration of German policy in submarine | warfare may not have come, after all, from a wish to drag Out the controversy. It must have become increasingly plain to Germany since her first reply, 60 called, that evasion only increases the impatience of the ‘Amer'sax people. If Germany is convinced that her next published @ommunivation must really say something, it wae perhaps not un- naturel that she should try by a little advance skirmishing to geter- taine exactly what she has to put into it. Berlin would have preferred a polite and prolonged correspond- nee which might eventually have bored Americans almost to the point of indifference. But the effect of the earlier German message pat any such plan out of the question. Let us hope Germany is now, to say what she means in a way that will make it clear not any to the President and the State Department but also to the mil- lions of intensely interested Americans whose alertness and jealousy of their national honor she strangely miscalculated. By hor actions in ceasing to torpedo unarmed vessels of any status without due warning to those on board, Germany has shown that she ean grasp the American notion of humanity and law as applied to warfare on sea. Now let her put it into plain words. ——— DYNAMITE FOR EVERYBODY. HE extraordinary career of Muenter, the bomb-maker, which startled the nation before he ended it in Mineola jail, reminds ‘ue once more of an appalling fact: Dynamite is sold hereaboute like cheese. Anybody can buy it and Ing it around in trunk or dress suit case, as his fancy—sane or Last month Se or Holt as he called himself, bought of a ‘company which deals in explosives 200 half-pound sticks of dynamite, 100 fulminating caps, 100 feot of fuse ahd 100 electric exploding caps. Did any one inquire who or what the man was who wanted enough explosives to’ blow up half a city? Apparently not. He sent a money order, got the stuff and nobody bothered about him until he arrived in Mr. Morgan’s front hall, having stopped in Washington « of days before to blow up part of the Capitol. And there are now. dears that he placed portions of the remainder of his purchase “where they may explode any day on land or in the holds of steamers at sea. ‘ We deem it dangerous to let persons carry firearms unless they can show satisfactory reasons for so doing. We forbid druggists to *gell poisons save under special safeguards. Yot dynamite enough to “wreck a town can be delivered to anybody who pays for it! | Why are not the manufacture and sale of high explosives guarded with greater care? Even if we cannot reach the secret laboratories, ‘much would be gained if every pound of regularly manufactured dyna- mite were registered and watched from the time.it is made until the ‘moment when it ie finally used by responsible persons in proper waye. ——__ ++ | S. 1. DESERVES A SQUARE DEAL. | their borough on a par with the others in transportation and transfer facilities. Two hundred and fifty thousand dollars in increased taxes is a °®™¢ UP’ good deal for the Borough of Richmond to contribute every year dinner in @ restaurant will end. will mean “You were present when the matter sald Mr. Jarr. “They asked us to bave dinner at their house, and you said it would be such a bother for invite us to ad of bav- ing dinner in their own home |We're going to a restaurant,” said Roe of Staten Island are rallying in force to help put Mrs Jarr. “I know how this taking It at we will pay the check.” toward subways that do it no good. Nor for the part of its taxes Mra. Rangle, and suggested we oll go that goes to maintain free bridges over the East River does Richmond get any equivalent in service. ine togeth “Well, I didn’t ould pay for it,” said Mrs. Jarr. dis at @ restaurant.” suggest that we No wonder Staten Island is indignant at a proposal to discontinue | “I'm sure those Rangles could do that the present system of transfers between the municipal ferry and New York Railways Company lines. j * When taxes in Richmond were raised to help build Manhattan | subways it was with the understanding that Staten Island’s facilities for communication with other parte of the Greater City were to be ¥ steadily improved. much, “They' Mr. Jarr. “And why shouldn't they? replied We have entertained them | dozens of times.” ‘ entertained us too,” said ‘There being no reason why they shouldn't, Mr, Jarr did not answer, In justice to Staten Island taxpayers, The Evening World has 854 Mra. Jarr continued: maintained, the transfer arrangement, instead of being curtailed, | should be extended to take in the elevated lines in Manhattan. ? on paying. {dine at @ restaurant let them pay Former Commissioner of Public Works Louis L. Tribus and Wil-| the cheok.” “And don’t you be a fool and insist It ths Rangles want to liam Wirt Mills, Chairman of the Transportation Committee of the, “Don't you think the best way for Givic League, are leaders in a movement to carry the protest of the Staten Island Chamber of Commerce to the Board of Estimate. Whatever minor deficits can be instanced under present ferry and transfer systems, it would ill become the City of New York to plead poverty as an excuse for forgetting its debts to one of its own Hits From Sharp Wits. | Bystanders, it may be noted, never try to tell @ structural iron worker how to catch hot rivets. ee If it were a matter of choice, most men would rather snore than have insomnis.—Toledo Blade. A lot of people would like to hang i. sign in their office reading: out until you are sent for.” ‘When o tT pitch in and help us do somethin, in this town.—-Columbia State, ee pipe by the offense it people.—-Nasbville Banner, eee | wrong by being sc lazy.—Norfolk | yr Desvatch. ran ‘The wearing of furs in the summer may be followed with | shoes and stockings in wint waukee Sentinel. fellow ore kind of wist- pd} ey do things in THAT ” Just ask him why he doesn't mae this? prob: May 24, 1888, ‘A farmer had 90 apples and| #0 the SiAitee of The Brenig World: his 8 sons as 50; B, He told | '0 tra fic? ‘Bell the apples at the| See World Almanac, Page 804, roust all bring | Te the Editor of The Evening Worlds unt. If A raises the sepia % a & D. lee if us to do would be to divide the ex- pense?” asked Mr. Jarr. “No, I do not. Nobody ever does anything for us,” said Mrs. Jarr, “and besides I'm very short this week and I have no money for expensive gin- nere in public restaurants, Let ‘the Rangles pay for it They suggeet- “You suggested it,” said Mr, Jarr. | “But they asked us to dinner at their house, and she has no girl; © she always has chicken and I'm tired of chicken,” Some men judge the sweetness of a| Chicken is always tough and half fives other | cooked too!” “Well, we're escaping that,” replied A great many men avoid doing Mr. Jarr, a sald Mre, Jarr, “Her ‘so don't get peevish.” “I do get peevish because you are such a softy and you let everybody impose on you!” cried Mrs, Jarr. discarding | we have to pay half the bill I don't ‘Mil- | see what advantage there is in going out to dinner with other people. | When' one is afraid one will have to | pay the bill one orders all the cheap dishes, and doesn't order very much et that, Oh, well, I don't euppose and B must raise, How do | there te any use to worry, But you mind what I gay and bas ey: ing aver7 inne ‘When was Brooklyn Bridge opened | gie Ph Abe peng adh ‘famaites | Ramine he ambarked ina omall en- went downtown together, “What do the ladies want?” asked Mr, Rangie. "Is the obicken good?’ asked Mrs, Jereet he walt, The Jarr Family By Roy L. Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Co, (‘The New York Kvening World), mt ont insist on McCardell The waiter had nothing but praise for the chicken. (He worked there, but he didn’t eat there.) “Weil, I won't have any,” said Mra. Jarr, “The only person that knows how to cook chicken properly is Mrs. Ran You must tell me how to do it, dear! Look at that woman over there. Just look at her!” Mrs, Rangle looked and tittered. “Never mind the people here,” said Mr. Jarr. “What are you going to order?” By Sophie “Marrying Money.” NCE upon a time there was @ young man and @ young woman, They lived some miles from a great city, They met in the heyday of youth, loved each other and wanted to marry. But there wae one draw- back-lack of money. The young man was ambitious and wanted to make good—for but one reason—he wanted to gain wealth for her, She seemed to crave it; She longed for the pretty dresses and the lovely homes she had heard so much about in the great city. In her imagination she pictured herself, when married, mistress not only of the heart of a man but a home of some pretentions, The reason this girl had such dreams was because she was beauti- ful, N@W)this boy of modest means loved this girl with all the exuberance of youth and he was anxious to eat- lety her every wish so that she might be happy and therefore he might be happy, too, So he sald to the girl; “Il will go away to the big city and I will work. I will work so hard that I MUST make good. I will make money, so that life will be easy for you and just what you picture it. I will not spare time or labor and you my be sure I will win, For aaven't I Yo UY to think about a minute, and how glad you will my euc- cose? It may take considerable time, but then all our hai ipe will be over.” ‘This yous, man had nerve and backbone. fo came to the big city, secured a lowly position at first, but he had determination to forwani, In the cory days he denied himselé and pinched and eaved to gather to- | wether a little sapital, From this be terpriae, and then he bewan to grow, A bad year came along and he lost nearly everyth! It took another year to recover and regain his for- mer foothold, le o' the case faring ‘ups snd “aowron o€ endeavor | time Be kept ia toued The Jarrs Accept Hospitality Of the «For Revenue Only” “If you were here alone you would be minding them,” said Mrs, Jarr. “But when you are with your wife and respectable people”. “What do you men see in such creatures?” remarked Mrs. Rangle. “I don't know, but they are the kind they seem to prefer!" said Mrs. Jarr. It looked like a pleasant evening— not. And Mr. Rangle suggested that they order the dinner, After debating everything on the card they ordered fricasseed chicken, as it was about the cheapest thing. The waiter had been misinformed. The chicken wasn't good. “There's one piece of bread left,” Fables of Everyday Folks Irene Loeb Copyright, 1915, by The Prose Publiahing Oo. (The New York Brening World), with the girl, and he told her of all his trials and tribulations, id how he hoped to recoup his losses and finally succeed. About this time in the lean year of the young man’s career he re- ceived a shock—the biggest of his life. There came the sudden announce- ment that the girl had married AN- OTHER man—somewhat older than herself, but who had considerable of this world's goods, The jilted youth was stunned; and for @ little while he found it was al- most impossible to proceed, since the object of his determination to win had gone; the motive was no longer there, and it looked impossible for him to pick up the thread of things. He couldn't understand it. He blamed himself. He should not have expected her to wait so long. How he suffered! to To make @ long fable short, he SUCCEEDED hopes. He was 5 longing came to go back to the old town. Perhaps he wanted a glimpse of the irl, He went. fe had another shock, The woman did not love the man she married, and it was common knowledge that the hus- band'e life was one of sadness and sorrow, because she DHNIED HIM THE LOVE he thought was his when he won her, The man who returned sew himself as in a looking giass. Hig said to himself: might have been that man!" And the woman wanted to pever the ties that bound her and go to this man who good. She Beetes pe ole love pad a) im Be was ‘0 @, &o, But he who had tolled and Yeatned something of the world was not blinded, He found Kimself fortunate at his escape, nor was he embittered, Hoe said to him- wolf; “t know there must be some other beautiful girl in the world who CAN love & man better than she loves his money, Moral! A WOMAN WHO MAKEN MONEY THE OBJECT FOR MAR. a m THE sald Mr. Jarr, with forced gayety. worrying for him. something really worth while, cure him of the drink habit. pe Why So Many Children’s Diseases? NE conclusion as to the preva- i lence of childron’s diseases is that they aro due sto the fact of very young children being brought into closer and more intimate rela- tions with other children than are children who are older. All moat of us need to strengthen that idea is to look back and recall the days when we, like all the other children we knew, delighted to “ ‘ nd pencils, and exchange juckers” with our best friends. No sooner are babies placed the floor and left to their own devices than they begin to explore the floor, }and immediately and invariably each d every thing they find is placed in their little mouths. As | consequence they cannot, of course, ~OHAPTER LXV. satisfied her would, not entirely sat- that perhaps, “Whoever eats it will be an old maid”|is¢y g man who admired her. “Whoever eats the last piece will! “George, have you made any plans make a happy and prosperous mar- | for the summer?” Jane asked me one riage, aid Mre, Rangle. And both | day in she and Mrs. Jarr reached for it, and compromised by breaking it in half. “Funny you women should be #0 mer, some place I have ne You both are mar-|fore—that is, if you coul superstitious! ried,” said Mr. Rangle. “We may marry again, and have the early spring. why?" I asked in surprise. | “E have been thinking that I should this sum- |1ike to go to eome new pi r |go with me,” she answered, a bit wistfully. im “Where would you like to go?” I Reflections of A Bachelor Girl y Helen Rowland fT Things You Should Fnow |} the custom of My Wife’s Husband By Dale Drummond .. | Scarcely heard. Copyright, 1915, by The Pres Publishing Oo, (The New York Brening World), A N optimist {s usually a man who hes a pessimistic wife to do all bis A married man’s {dea of carrying on a domestic conversation is to try to wait patiently until his wife gets through “bebbling,” #0 that he can say ‘The woman who fancles that m rely signing a marriage certificate wilt cure a man of the flirting habit would trust to the signing of the pledge to A boy beconfes a “man” at that psychological moment when he ceasé® fo dream of making @ figure as @ fireman or « chauffeur, and begins to dream of making a fortune by pressing a button at the side of his desk. Alas, there ie not much mystery about the average man, once you nfive found the key to hia vanity and discovered the exact location of his grouoh, No wonder the Sphinz has fascinated men all these years, when you think of her mysterious eyes, her deep dark “past,” her widow's veil, and her magic power of keeping her thoughts to herself, When a man comes home from one of those week-end “business trips” with a sun-burned nose and a coat of tan, his wife feels that she can endure almost anything, except that elaborate air of fortitude with which he goes about complaining of being “all fagged out from overwork.” Free speech 1s sometimes the most expensive thing in the world: Whea | @ politician talks, his doom {s sealed; when a lawyer talks, his case is lost, and when a bachelor talks, his liberty hangs by a single thread. help but become infegted about once in so often, and once infected they unconsciously proceed to give the in- fection to other children. When children reach the age of ¢ix or seven, habits of cleanliness and caution begin to develop, and these attacks of children's diseases decline steadily from that time. Not too much can be said against the indiscriminate kissing of defenseless children by adults, or even by other children, and @ crusade against using the mouth as @ catch-all would be thoroughly jus- tified by the risks from tuberculosia alone, not to mention simpler ‘nfec- tions. If infections come to us through the dust—-as we now know that they do— what a campaign of effort and eternal vigilance lies before each individual! | Copyright, 1915, by The Prew Publishing Oo, (The New York Evening World) ‘This ended the discussion, and when, ’ .|a few weeks later, Jane again broached f JANE was 20 sincere, 80 4)-) the subject, I told her it was impousible | | rect, that she had no ldea/ for me to’ think of leaving for any Brand } the simple companionship | length of time, without expressing re~ sret for her disappointment. ‘Very well,” she agreed in a very quiet voice, pressing her haods over her eyes. I will not object if you and John Be een: eenerously told her, ook her head, earttor ad, her eyes still “I don’t care becomes of me, go nor what she said so low I “Why, Jane! I did not know cared to that extent. i You plan to and I'll try to join you for a week or two;" thinking she was disappointed better luck next time,” said Mrs. |. ..64 about going East, not dreaming it wae Rangia, coldly, | Sis dine lo 7 Bastern resort. It 1s a my refusal to go with her that burt part ince we have been . ea Sansie sara the check. herd rs 1d like to visit it again. me Want, oat Leamediately and I did tour dofiars and ten cente, Mire, Jar Then, too, I think it would do John) Xe', oa the brary’ Seana geting’ jars and ten cents, Mrs. Jarr coo4'to see more of the country. P e library I heard voices, said. There is nothing like going out ®°\\.) “you must have some place! and hesitating for a moment before with your friends and having a good, 5 Jolly time. o~~_*x-_-[_-_--_-_____—__—_—_—_—_—_—_—~—_—>—>~———. Wit, Wisdom and Philosophy ADAGES, By Erasmus. T 1s the aim of the guardians of a prince that he may never become a man, Plundered, himself with race of the Oh, blind and blunted thunderbolts | that these corrupters of princes will ren- | der account to Heaven, but not easily of Jupiter! to us. The generality of religion in* ceremonies or o! certain appointment of psal exercise, If you exam! spiritual matters you will fi dodil abou innocent The nobility who fatten on ppiblic calamity endeavor to plunge him'into pleasures that he may never learn what are his duties. burned, lands are wasted, tomples are | f! citizens are slaughtered while the prince is play- ing at dice or dancing or amusing uppets or drinking. Oh, rute, so long extinct We know inde ankind pli them merely carnal, Some men will not touch a piece though they make the sin of drunkenness and of money, soruple of worse sins, The justest war can hardly approve | {taelf to any reasonable person, poopie build when the princes hem, and even victory brin; ill than good. You talk of the great name which I| shall leave behind me, and which posterity is never to let die, But I 3 care nothing for fame and nothing for posterity; I desire only to go home | and find favor with Christ. To kill one’s follow creatures in war needa no great calm @ tempest by prudence and judg- ment, ment is @ worthy achieve: ‘You may cha: men—you cannot What a thing it ts to oultivate it- erature! Better far to grow cabbages.| Towns are e them | ind | no ‘The sorts and per! stroy more but to the on of Pouch thelr maida, + in mind! Where is it?” I retorted. *uYes, I have been thinking that I should’ like to go up in Maine. I think the change from the lake re- sorts would be good for us all.” “That might be a good idea. I'll think about it,” I returned. "I don’t know just yet what I can do this summer, but even if I can't manage it, you and John might go.” I thought how glad I was not to be obliged to deny Jane on account of expense, “Oh, never mind, {f you can't go! It would be rather lonely for John and me alone, We will go up the lake again where we are sure of company. woman and a small boy In a Strange place cut rather @ forlorn YOh, I don't know!" I replied laugh- “when the woman ts as att: tive ou are, Jane, and the 1 boy {ses manly as John; I imagino they might have a most interesting time.’ “Yes, I suppose they could,” Jane answered, all animation gone from hor nner. oy bey disappointed until there ts cause,” I told her. “Perhaps I can arrange, to get away in July or August.” “That would be very nice,” she an- swered, but there was no responsive- ness in her voice, no pleasure expressed in her face. That she had planned her summer go that we could be together, |T'did not even guess. That it would be an intense disappointment if she wore unable to do as she desired T never imagined. Had I, perhaps I might have talked and acted differ. | ently. | “Well, you sond for some booklets and we will talk over the different rer s decide upon one.’ | and her evident distress possessed me. intruding, I recognized Lucius Hem- ming as one of the speakers. “Cry it out, dear, it will do good,” he said. ‘Then tell me all about it if you will-or if I can help you.’ Another burst of sobs was the o: answer Jane made. What did mean? I had not seen Jane cry ia years—eave when John was ill—and here she was crying Uke a ach and Lucius Hemming was evidently trying to comfort her. The thoughe was unbearable! door which and entered, “What's the matter, Jane?” I ¥ nodding coldly to Hemming. eid “Oh—oh, nothing! I guess I'm tired and I was having a nice comfortable little crying spell when Mr, Hemming came In and caught me. It is unnecex that I am ashamed of said, trying to laugh, ut making dismal failure, atever may have been thi about the emotion that stirred the ‘ depths. of Jane's nature sufficiently to make her weep, it hi pecultee effect upon me. A furious anger that Hemming should witness her tea I pushed open the had been standing ajar, He turned to Jane, and almost before I could appreciate his intention he hat passed out of the room, and in # moment I heard the front door close. “If you will excuse me, I think ¥ will not come down to dinner,” Jane said a moment afte: mi, and before T could detain her she passed up the stairs into her room. I heard a slight and knew she had locked the door, (To Be Continued.) | Talks With must put {t in my book again that for one hour per day I be- come a grown person and that at other times Iam a child, If you do not know what a child is ask one, Grown persons seldom know what a child is, However, things are getting better, ‘The reason I say parents are stupid ip because the ones I know are in- | clined to be that way, The other day Pinon p are so stupid that T The world is waking out of a long,| mother said something to me and oo deep defen: The old ignorance te atill | added with tooth and claw, bi have kings an wide, @ / "Now don't you tell your we father.” | Sewhiyt 1 ase, our Tem cil waiting to tmow te ane! By aC My Parents. hild. 7 wrer to that “why,” ‘There is another thing, says It this way: “YOUR father there Is a surprise [ underat, why I should not t serend Otherwise T think there eye thee: Up and T am ge Why @ woman should have a secret ¢c- with her child which should ‘notte &% told that child's father is more thy Tan say, even In my book. ' T do not think any more of m: mother for telling me these thi; : than If she kept atill. It does not nee to make a confidant ot a oie Pebaw! I don't know the value of what ip sald t I could ‘think what it wag wah it was mo told me not to tall nap