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Huted Dally Bacwt Sunday dy the Frese Publishing Company, Now. 63 to Row, he end Cansda, Postal Union, $2.80] One Tear. 40lOne Month |) ARE WE TO CHANGE PLACES? IN READING and re-reading tho latest phrases with which Ger many puts aside demands addressed to her by the Government of ! 100,000,000 people, the American mind steadies itself with some- of a shock. Ie it then for us to reply? Is it for us to find answers? Is it "ue to explain how we mean to escape submarine prowlers on the seas? Are we to receive complaints from Germany that we are her warfare? The German Foreign Office is determined to raise its own ques- instead of answering ours. This may be density. It may be diplomacy. ‘If Germany's brutalized version of International Law, cabled in instalments, continues to be patiently discussed by this nation pe of the two countries will soon be diplomatically reversed. 1). Have we injured Germany? Have we killed any of hor citizens? oe ite we daily engaged in practices which threaten the lives of more? is, d, and still demande, reparation. We also require assvrwnces with equal patience, we plaintively reiterate our claims, the The sinking of the Lusitania with the loss of more than a hun-| Americans, including women and children, was an act of Ger-| egainst the United States—an act for which this country gravely | | Americans be safeguarded on the seas according to ruiez of In- Law as recognized by nations generally—not as revised in| Zven though German submarine commanders appear to be | ‘of late under orders that no longer ignore the safety of ‘on unarmed vessels, we ask official assurance that this is so! that we need fear no new and horrible sacrifice of American lives. , ‘The injury was done tous. Demands arising therefrom are ours. | ‘we to upon them or be pushed into debate with Germany eto how we shall conduct ourselves so ae not to interfere with her, Hoes? What else do her latest proposals amount to? She would have] travellers use only certain ships marked according to her! jo The Imperial German Government professes itself “un- to admit that American citizens can protect an enemy ship! jagh the mere fact of their presence on board.” las this nation | ined anything so preposterous? Yet the Imperial German t with studied insolence, implies that we hold this notion n@ that our actions musi be regulated accordingly. Clear thinking cannot admit that diplomacy need drag us into} nt discussions which we have done nothing by word or act to| "The German Government ignores—persists in ignoring—our ade-| -. b aot ignore—with equal courtesy and fewer words—al! substitutes answer that is our due? ee A TRANSPARENT POSTER. ORPORATION COUNSEL POLK decides the Mayor has no power to interfere with billboard appeals to the public to stop, the sending of war supplies to the allied nations of Kurope. | ‘Advertisements of this kind which appeared recently all over the purported to express the views of a society which styled itself Organization of American Women for Strict Neutrality. Some ‘women residents of New York, convinced that the name covered Gistinctly unneutral plans of German profegandists, sent a peti- ‘The Corporation Counsel, to whom the matter was referred, fails find any provision in the Code of Ordinances, the Charter or the | r statutes which in his view would authorize the Mayor to in- |}. Nevertheless, the protesting ladies seem to have scored one a main one. The offending posters are disappearing from 6 billboards throughout the city and there is no attempt to renew them. Flaunting obviously unneutral designs under the banner of lity does not appeal to good Americans. Public opinion hing of a law itself. —————-te- __ AFTER FIFTY YEARS. ITS exceedingly well filled and readable semi-centennial issue, * wherein are many interesting memories of men, books and events of the past fifty years, The Nation, with relish and good » tells this story on itself: During its early days the periodical once published a list of con- solid array—too solid, some thought. Immediately the of a frivolous publication of the time conspicuously reprinted list in his own paper, preceded by the reassuring announcement: of the following writers contribute to these columns, ‘The reading public has changed since then. So has The Nation. And in neither has the change been for the worse. On the contrary, both have cume closer together by a process of mutually helpful ad- it. And that adjustment still goes forward. ‘The reader is more interested in the things that interest The Nation. The Nation is more interested to find and publish “Piings that interest the general reader, to have even its weightiest write in a manner the general reader will find agreeable. surely shows health and progress on both sides, Hits From Sharp Wits. with what he ip empl _ bi nt a ed mployed to do. . Not where to go problem, but how & The only way to get along with an exaggerated it seriously.- Toledo Baa tleket is t Columbia State. you do a crank | man nature begi gm yourself, "Ignores with courtesy and many words—so be it. Why do| to the Mayor protesting against the posters. he is to refuse to take Ion't it queer how often a straight crooked When you undertake to rtudy hu- By Roy L. Copyright, 1015, by The res Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) 66 OW, don't be late this evening. bgt Pa te enorme early,” said Mrs. Jarr. “Oh, I'm home early every evening,” replied Mr. Jdrr carelessly. “I wish I could confirm the state- ment,” remarked Mrs. Jarr, “But don't let anything detain you. 1 have @ on.” As he wos about to emerge to the atreet from the portals of the hall- way below he was halted by his little boy and girl. “Say, paw, gimme 10 cents,” sald the little boy, “And me 10 cents,” said the little girl, “You children are very extravagant in your demands,” declared Mr, Jarr, “It's the spirit of the age, T suppose, hy, when I was a little boy | was glad to have @ penny.” t we want to get something for you,” said the little girl | “Mamma said it was your birthday and she’s going to have a surprise party for you,” said the little boy. “She told us not to tell, and we want 10 cents to get you a surprise pres- ent.” Mr, Jarr gave up the money end went bis way. At the office he remarked genially to Jonkina, the bookkeeper, that it was his birthday and that Mr. Jen- kins might pay tribute in any form he chose, so that it was something substantial in the way of a box of cigars or the like. “L'a bea fine dub to buy you a box of cigars when I can’t afford to get them for myself,” said Mr, Jenkins, with the refreshing frankness of an office mate and friend. “You should consider yourself lucky you are not in jail after another year of your sinful existence, “What a flattering chap you are!" said Mr, Jarr.."At least, on your birthday I took you out and bought you ver-headed umbrella.” “And then stole it from me the first day it rained and never brought it back,” said Jenkins, “However, I'll take you out and buy you @ drink.” He did this, and the incident was also repeated during the day. Mr. Jarr arrived home on time, in fairly good shape, however, and, after a meagre and hurried supper, Mrs. Jarr cast about to find means to get him out of the house for a while, “Tye got to straighten up things,” id, “but if you will go out for a sh walk and be back at eight sharp to 1 M Inquirer, take me out for a little stroll I'll be 5; Wd dmicuty It aa ver. pate to Helles a report gies. Now wind be back at eight verage man no difficulty a! travelled two city blocks, | sharp and don't disappoint me!” _ neonviction cscs “itbeay Journal. ‘Mr. Jarr said he wouldn't, And » Me e yi hey ans tee ati The Jarr Family McCardell soon as he was gone Mra. Jarr tele- phoned to the Rangles and other friends and told them the coast was clear and to hurry over and help her prepare for the festivities that were to be Mr, Jarr’s birthday surprise when he returned, Mr. Jarr went first into Gus's, “Hello, fellows!” he said. “It's my birthday. I'm sweet sixteen. What are you going to do about it?” “What are YOU going to do about it?” asked Gus. “When it was Raf- ferty's birthday he came in my place and opened wine for everybody!” “Ven it iss your birthday you should give everybody a birthday Reflections ‘The Evening World Daily Magazine, Monday, July 12, How About American Breadwinners? ®y J. 4. Cassel Mr. Jarr Has Been Solemnly Warned That He Is to Have a Surprise Party present, hey, vot?" insky, the glazier. “We'll call it square if he sets them up,” sald Gus. So, Mr. Jarr treated, Whereat Gus sald that, although he didn't see why he should take notice of so unimpor- tant a thing as Mr. Jarr’s birthday, he would o set them up. Having now placed Mr. Jarr in the position of thinking his birthday was no occasion for a legal holiday, the rest in turn extended greetings and. hospitality. Suddenly Mr. Jarr was minded of his promise to return, It was nearly remarked Slay- A Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland 9 o'clock, He arrived home and was acclaimed with joyous greetings by the assem- bled gu ¥ Mr. Jarr sat down upon a sofa and of iyright, 1015, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) Cop: ‘EALOUSY is the ptomaine poisoning of love, It is not half so profitable to a woman to be able to converse in six languages as {t is to be able to keep silent in one; nor—Heaven for give us!—half so diMcult, A bachelor can always convince himself that it is the height of altru- jem for him to refrain from marrying one woman in order to ecatter sweetness and light around among a lot of women. Love is the mental cocktaf] that makes the world’ go round; but too many loves, like too many cocktails, are apt to leave you with that naw seating “never again” sensation about the heart. The first thing a man does when he falls in love wih @ girl fs to tell her all about his past conquests, with frills and variations; and then he wonders why she shivers every time he looke at a pretty woman. A man is the neatest creature in creation when it comes to a thing like a rip in his wife's sleeve or a spot on her shoe, The only thing that tortures a man worse than the indifference of the woman he loves is the Jove of a woman to whom he is indifferent. ‘The average man {s so broadminded that he can't concentrate his thought on one little thing at @ time, and eo dig-hearted that he can't concentrate his love on one little'woman at a time, In the matter of love, human judgment always fails; and it's just as safe to choose a husband by counting the leaves on a daisy or tossing up a coin as it is to select him by a scientific system or cugenic methods. Fiirtation is merely the frills around the edge of jove, and courtesy is the frills around the edge of charity; but, alas! what would this dull old as World be without @ few frills? a ere ert nett net itt ci en nh [rewarded them with a glassy eye. ‘on home,” he said. “G'on home. Um goin’ to siee: And he did! Mrs. Jarr wouldn't speak to him for two days, tut later was heard to de- clare that she didn’t much care, as no one Was present whose opinions mat- tered. Thank goodness, they were only friend: To Keep Baby Well. By Marion Barton. (Copyright, 1918, by M, T, D, Barton) Feeding of Toddlers, KNOW a three-year-old with anaemia, consuming himself on iil-nourished blood craving beef juice. His father is able to buy @ pound of round steak daily. His mother “knows John needs it.” But she won't spark up her ma‘ernal knowledge with the nuisance of a beef squeeze Poo nt Any well-trained ing is com- pletely weaned to “whole” miik from & cup, with oxtras of orange and beet juice and white of egg from six months on. ‘Coddie” the egK by getting it, unsholled, in a covered dish of boiling water on’ the table for ten minutes, Teething babies thrive on grated gold =the hard boiled yolk of a fresh og grated finely into their mid-day bot- tle. Half the second year babies need four regular meals daily with cereal jellies, one-third jelly thirds milk, with first and last meals; a coddled egg, three ounces of beet juice, or six ounces of soup for noon meal; either zwicback, unbuttered toast, Graham crackers ‘or hard bis- cult with all meals and dessert of ‘prune pulp or apple sauce, Last half of second year, babies ‘can digest ‘fresh vegetables and rare, scraped | beefsteak or chops, 1n addition. Sec jond to third year, they need cereals and cream, butter, thickened soups, sogar, more vegetables, larger amounts and a quart of milk. It needed Herbert Spencer to. teach mothers that craving for candy must be heeded. Enormous combustion in childish bodies demands sweets. fuse a child all the wholesome candy he can dally hold AFTER a full noon meal, and he will satisfy this need with germy “cones” and lollypops. If you doubt, investigate the candy man's till, No chops, steak or roast beef much before eighteen months. II. No vegetables much befora two peas, string beans, spinach, asparagus tips cooked soft and colandered; baked potato. If. Soup stocks should be cf chicken, beef or mutton. IV. Cérea}¥ mean cornmeal, rice, barley, hominy, farina, etc.; oatmeal is too ‘heating in summer. Prolonged cooking breaks up cellulose of cereals Into digestfale bits. V. All fruit juiées should be strained; all cooked fruit pulped. VI. Up to six years children cannot Incorporate too much cereal for their Promiscuous candies stunt— nolasses “pull,” pure d home-mado fudge. VII. Between noon meal and supper slabs of day-old bread layered with butter and sugar begulle lusty run- abouts from crossness. VIII. Regular food and fresh air are Nature's appetizers. a | Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Brening World), | She told Reginald'so; very frankly indeed. And he was ¢ool enough | worked like a dog, got malarial fever every now and then, and at tie pailid | | | 7 i J THE WOMAN WHO STANDS BY. ly have brought against the American woman. She ‘is ao- Down in Georgia the other day a Govérnor was asked to savd a” will mean my political life. What do you say?” mute!” mob is both wolf and Indian in its nature; yet one woman of 1915 de- The eynic& have seen part of the truth. There are American courage and cheer of their own, But they do not comprise all Ameri- helpful, loyal comrades of their husbands. 1915° By Marguerite Mooers Marshall. T cused of being a parasite, « poisonous hindrance to her hue young man from death by hanging. “If I commute his sentence,” She never hesitated. She answered, simply and as a matter of In the old days the American pioncer wife loaded her husband’s liberately dared its worst passions to stand by her husband in the big- women who are, in Kipling’s expressive phrase, “softlinga,” who sap can women. Many, if in ways less spectacularly splendid than Mrs. The woman who stands by isn’t as extinct as some of our popular Ss sped siti —= Editorials by Women : % HERE is a charge which critics, domestic and foreign, repeated- band’s growth, instead of his helpmate. said the Governor to the Governor's lady, “it may mean my life; it course: “All right, Jack, never mind the consequences—let’s com- guns for his fiercest battles against wolves and Indians. A human gest struggle of his life. the strength of their men instead of supporting it with strength and Slaton’s, are providing daily proof that they are not parasites but the novelists would have us helieve. Th Stories Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune DOODHDOOSGOODODOODD. OOOO No. 24—The Rynard Gold Reef Co., Ltd., by Walter Besant EGINALD—his last name doesn't matter—had $25,000, Also, he was hopelessly in love with Rosie Rynard, daughter of one of the shrewdest and most unprincipled old financiers in all Burepe. The girl loved Reginald, but she loved herself far more dearly. She was too much her father’s daughter to be Willing to throw away luxury and boundless wealth in order to marry a man who was worth only $25,000. to love her in spite of it. So he went away to make a fortune, tn onfer that he might be able to win her. He invested his $25,000 in @ coffee plantation in the Orient. There he end of a year or so found his land was too barren for coffee growing. He was an out-and-out failure. The prospect of winning Rosle was not espe- cially bright. Then along came an American who offered to buy the plantation’ for what it had cost Reginald. The American said he wanted it for a country home, But Reginald learned he was a prospector. 3 lowing up this clue, he discovered that there was gold on » A Bid his plantation and that the prospector knew it. Reginald for Fortune} promptly refused the offer, refused a second offer of $50,000, and hurried back to London to consult old Ry- nard, Rosie's father. The financier went very carefully into the matter. As an upshot, he, | offered Reginald $300,000 for the plantation. Reginald gladly sold out at” | such a glittering price and rushed off to Rosie to claim her pledge to marry him, a pledge she was very rlad to keep, now that her old-time lover wag rich. Meantime Rynard formed the “Rynard Gold Reef Company, Lt capi- | talized at $760,000. Reginald wondered (since the plantation was so full ef gold) why Rynard did not keep these riches all for himself instead of floating a company for others to share the profits, He mentioned this to Rosle, She laughed and said she hoped her father had put none of his own money {nto the company, as his companies had a way of going to smash. She added the information that Rynard would not have formed the company at all if the property were worth anything. | Reginald was not a business man. He forgot the whole financial puszle in looking forward to his own wedding. He and Rosie were married goon | | afterward. Between them they had about $30,000 a year, and they lived | gayly on it. } ‘A year later, at breakfast one morning, Rosie glanced over the mail | before her husband came downstairs. dresged to Reginald. It was trom By mistake she opened a letter ad- an old widow who had been a friend of his parents. The writer told a pitiful tale of having been cajoled by Rynara into putting all her savings into the Rynard Gold Reef Company, Ltd,, which had promised to pay enormous dividends, “The mine,” went on the letter, “has never paid anything. The company | is in liquidation because, though there is really gold there, it costs too much , to get it. Unless I can get assistance my children and T lagen? must go into the workhouse, We are paupers, Oh, phe ernney 3 God's sake help my children and me! elp your mother'a ictims. 8 rend” ‘ \* This,” said Rosie meditatively, “is exactly the kind of thing to make Reggie uncomfortable, Why, it might make him unhappy jall day. Better burn it." She dropped the letter into the fire. “What a lot | of fibs my father does tell, to be sure. He's a regular novelist-— Oh! here you are, you lazy boy!" she greeted Reginald, as he came into the room. | Cupid's Summer Correspondence By Alma Woodward Copyright, 1915, by The Press Publishing Co. (‘The New York Evening World). The Redundant Romeo, how to plie up the sand to make a BAR PSYCHE: comfortable seat; he knows how to 5 pose artistically, without bagging his | The weather we've been| trousers; he knows how deeply to sigh baving has not been conduc- pe Meet 9 smile~and the tragic ive to Cupid's pranks, At the shore] *"Tr. tried i allence, {t's dificult to make ‘em warm up em all on Rosemarie, At first I trembled for her. ‘The ltt! when they have to go about muffled | hoax looked into his eyes as Sous in sweaters and sport coats, or bud-| #he were drinking in his thoughts dled under umbrellas: The seaside ts] neara the danger pein: aeyae Ne a desolate place when the sky weeps. So I am having my own troubles with Rosemarie. At heart she's a dear girl—sweet, unselfish and brim- ming over with affection. But being plunged so suddenly into the mael- strom of husband-hunting has addled her little brain, She's such an iridescent little o ture and her demure pouts and radi- ant smiles create such havoc that every other girl In the place hates the sight of her. You know that my experience with the unfair sex is second to none, Peyche, and I have yet to find a maid who's “popular” with both genders at one and the same time. It's sad— but true, But you'll be tickled to death when Fostlessnens seized her. he jumped to her feet i. gested finding © more remote ‘and more comfortable spot. Delighted, meo went in search of It. Rem: Ross meant euccess, * iad nce again he built up hi were of speech to a florascent cltteas: And once again od Rosemarie find’ the spot not to her liking, ey ing. And they For two hours I follow closely. And fn that time, it's safe to say, that little minx ‘spoiled a « dozen perfectly-constructed avowalet At the end of the time the redund- ant Romeo looked lke something that has been used as @ target in a re- cruiting camp. Gone was the chp chasteness of his col you hear what Rosemarie did to the| crease of his dannelar the’ erent Fedundant Romeo, You know ho is|method and sclentife applicatins the same guy that I've struck, fifteen years of professional < snag, for full fifteen years. He's as | ii at the hands of a novic, Staple an attraction at Atlantle re-| It's the same in poker, you Woe? sorts, as, the ovean itself, He looks | beginner's luck, ‘ we mostly like the Apollo Belvedere} He left on the mi turned out by Bond Street. His rak-| have to go into aya ane ish panama, his perky batwing tle| Father Time will . and his precisely pressed flannels will| he's Immune. never turn to the sere and yellow. ‘A professional Romeo, with fifteen years of. past performances to his ' predit, is hard to beat. He knows just Hell % ira. ave none of him— I'm enjoying it, P. S—For the next Tye. picked the Moueyed Spor 2 7@ ee