The evening world. Newspaper, November 2, 1915, Page 14

ee ne Amn = —_ The Ev tg Glorld. ROTA ERED PT sOerrH POLAT Pee PAMeres very Laver b0,40 ty Ju hose Py saaning Compeny, Mee OF a» * ~ Yor PAF POLIT EER Pre Pere Row ante ene © hoe Puta, a re Row ose Menor < aoe Continent ent setiene 1 ” VOLUME & oe wonmomasess FOR ENGLAND TO EXPLAIN. REAT BRITAIN continues her bigh-banded attempts to cen sor American shipping by seuing Amer To the Ameren tank steamer Liame, run aground of the coe+t of Scotland last Sunday, the British o« trol adds as price the Hocking end the Hamborn, both steamships operated as carners wader the flag and | of the United States. The Hocking w eized while on her way from thie port to Norfolk to take on @ cargo Of coal for the Argentine. The Hamborn, according to her owners, 8 Old, established line, was bound for Cubs to bring beck a cargo of | Dananes. | Whatever the origin and earlier ownership of these vessels, wha:| right hes the British Admiralty to say that t shail not trade on the American coast, ander the American flag, chartered by compauies) Going business in compliance with American laws? What difference does it make whether stockholders of those companies are Germans or Patagonians +o long as the ships are legitimately operated, carry no Wer munitigns or contraband of any sort, and run to no blocks? d ports? = \ The suspicion that British cruisers are hanging about this and e@they American ports ready to pounce upon any American merchant vessel in which German dollars are believed to be invested is likely to Prove highly irritating to American tempers. Such a policy would be not only a wrong to this nation but .n @xtremely foolish mistake on the part of the British Admiralty. Thia! whole matter of blacklisting and confiscating American vessels re-| gardiess of cargo can not be threshed out too soon or too thoroughly. a on Western railroads report the heaviest traffic for October ever known fn that month. Folks have been buying something besides “war stocks” this fall. Real prosperity is afoot, and it isn’t tip-toeing on shrapnel. ——————————— POLICE STUDYING STREET ACCIDENTS UTOMOBILES killed forty-three persons in the streets of the city last month. Twenty-seven of the victims were children. The total shows an increase of eighteen over the record for the same month last year. As might be expected, the biggest part of the increase appears in the borough of Manhattan, So accustomed has the public become to progressive frequency of motor car killings that even an average of nearly two for every work- ing day will startle it only for the moment. What is the end to he? The Police Department has recently undertaken a especial study of street accidents “with a view of devising an intelligent method of reducing, or at least checking, the rapidly increasing number of fatali- ties and injuries.” Careful analysis of the records for last August lead the Depari- ment experts to several conclusions, the most important of which, as! set forth in the Police Bulletin, appear to be: (1) That children, es- pecially young children, pay a disproportionately heavy toll in killed and injured; (2) that cy far the greater number of street accidents occur between the hours of 5 and 7 P. M., and, therefore (3) that every practicable effort should be made to keep children out of the streets during the late hours of the afternoon, especially from 5 to 7 in the evening. This rather obvious advice is in line with the general purpose of the investigation, which seems to be to demonstrate that in the majority of vehicular accidents the blame must be placed upon some fault or incapacity in the injured person. Under incapacity are in- eluded “illness,” “blindness,” “deafness,” “crippled condition” and “working in the street.” So far the police investigators find nothing notably amiss with traffic regulation, the supervision of crossings, the system of licensing anybody that comes along to drive a powerfully propelled vehicle capable of doing incalculable damage, or the failure adequately to} punish licensed drivers who take chances of killing pedestrians in crowded strects, é As the investigation proceeds no doubt it will deal more thor- onghly with this side of the case, The average Now Yorker who has to find his way about on foot will be glad to learn that the Police Do- partment has its eye on the dangers that threaten him, even though so far it can only recommend him to look out. ceo iia y ehipe Dr. Anna Howard Shaw is right. that is being tested. Hits From Sharp Wits. Father says that when a man laughs at bis wife's jokes it is proof that the honeymoon is still on. oe It's the fitness of men Instead of acknowledging bie utter dependence, man foolishly tries to make his stomach jump through a hoop. cee Just for a change, try sometimes to qiemip ebout yourselves. instead Ortega. sooatee can give the man about » aco olnteras as to the proper time fo gear ne\shbora—Macon News | Mop | crowing Philadelphia ‘Fele- wrap You may brush them, you may prose * 6 6 them, you wo» clean them if you| Jf in doubt between the attte and will, but the odor of the moth ball) the cellar, clean out both,—Sioux City Bangs around them still Journal. she probably would do it Was not for her unmarried daughter, The mother gnd daughter nt to keep house together Jwome day, Rea n't you think | the wife, if she loves her husband, jought to be sativfied PERPLEXED, To Shift Taxes, Po the Editor of The Breuning ‘What do readers think of this true nt of a Man and his wife and mother? ‘The son promised to care of his mother as long as she 48 she has been a good mothe ¥o him and spends inost of her money ep him, But the son's wife ls alwaya the Beltor of The Brening World: That Finery By Sophie ECAUSE she “wanted to make her own way in the world,” a young woman of nineteen, arrayed in finery, found herself before a Mag-| istrate and pleaded theft on the for going excuse, And now what has all this finery brought her? Nothing but sorrow and sham For, a few flimsy spangies she has red her self-respect and peace live down all that she built up on perishable plumage that was not “coming to hei Of course youth ts on her side and the world is charltable—contrary to the cynic. This girl can so act now as to make amends for her mistake and go ou, But It is a great big ox- ample for the girl who longs for tbe gow-gawa that bring her but a toin- porary glow; that have little of the real golden qualities that last, On the other hand I know a young woman, who js the sole support of her mother and ier, and had been the head of the fainily since sie was seventven years old. She is the most attractive girl of my acquaint- ance, She has more frionus and more attention than many a society butier- fly with money bigs, She is wel- comed everywhere, The reason of this is that she RADIA HAPP NEss. T secret of her that she has adopted th gO policy and sho never “Koos she can pay—pay from her envelope and not from loans whieh later become liens that sap the very strength of life, She takes the trouble to find things that fit her income, When she sees woman with wonderful Russian sables come out of w beautiful automobile and enter @ gay restaurant, phe does “L must have that! kind of but “1 will be satisfied with \Jungle Tales For Children ISTE! LiON was sitting under heard the Little Lird over his head say: “Don't move, Mister Lion, I want your picture.” tor Lion sat very still aud final- you through?” “D answered the Little Bird, “one minute more, please So Mister Lion #at very still until Little Bird said: pletur aid the Little Bird, ‘ig in my head.” At this the Lion ing at her busband, saying she}, her own home, | She knows we is not in @ position to fur-| In sking of SPhe Biggest ‘Tax a home at present, and it makes) Dodgers,” lot us mention the land his mother Very unhappy, |*eculators—the less thun 6,000 people wite has nothing to complain|*ho are sald to own lund values of ‘she can do as she likey. His|thin city, Instead of taxing houses fer Wants her to run the houxe./4and other products of labor, why not she will not do It unless she i#|tux more of the land Value into the ‘The mother is in poor health. | municipal , and lighten taxes gon thinks bis mother ought to|of business and working men? all ber household goods over to o beca ngry and roared: Gy yk mie here all ae time for |nothir The Litde Bird answered bravely \*L wanted to have picture in my mind of something grand and noble #0 now I have @ picture of you, but not solnery as you look now." “Thahk you,” replied Mister Lion, ae be smiled once more, vu i Copyright, 1915, by the Pros Publishing nd unhappiness. | of mind; and she now has to start to| ds Proves Fatal Irene Loeb some} af New York kveoing World), And attractive in the eyes of th thinking people as costly raiment Wh: Be se there 1 of hope in her her step and the \ing is a part of her, Do not + in DO BOE mistake my meaning. sible. She ha, things, just she puts it by \things that run, This ts to know ho’ her gray haired o love and belle: | ter effort, she wants t | Inspires thi was duty,” |and furbelows t pald tor—honeatly, Q oll ev is easily injured and its rubbed loose from its m After rubbing in t | out hollows in a few nights. Evening World Daily Magazi | The Overloa eet, ° tng similar that 1 cap easily w . when she puts that ‘something similar” on she is just as right the ;Woman of & sparkle yes, buoyancy ig in spirit of actual liv- She rificing saint, but she le sen- is heart huoger for many like any other girl, but ehind—behind the bigger mean more in the long 'w to sacrifice for ld mother whose f spurs her on to bet- and @ young sister whom ‘© protect, and in whom she e qualities of real woman- hood. In a word she has sel problem of pleasure that ede the ‘slept and dreamt that life beauty, but awoke and found that its She has found the fino foundation of getting fun out of sim- ple things; such as enjoying frocks hat are bought and The Dower of Beauty By Marie Montaigne Ornyright, 1915, by the Pyes Publishing €o, (The New York Eveuing World), To Fill Up Hollows in Your Neck. NE beautiful and plump actress told me that whenever she saw the beginning of a hollow in her neck she promptly appliad pure olive | ery night, rubbing and patting it in motion or patting | FILLIN NECK HOLLOWS. amartly, but softly, | as or doing @ bit of gen- le kneading with the knuckles, Be gentle with the skin, for Te texture The slapping brings the biood to the spot that requir assistance, and the blood brings with it fulness and phnnpness and 4 whole- somo glow of health, Circulation ts needed for every part of the body, And ne, Tu ed The Jarr Family —By Roy L. OW, don’t go out to-night, please,” remarked Mrs, Jarr, the remarks being worded ike @ request, but accentuated as a command. a Mr. Jarr paused guilltily in the doorway, and Mrs. Jarr explained the reasons for the request that sounded as a command. “Maude Hooker is coming here to- night. You know she is just a bride and needs @ lot of good advice from some one of experience.” “I don’t want to give her any ad vice,” grumbled Mr. Jarr, “Let her find out—that is if you mean ME. If you mean that YOU intend to advise the bride, why should I stand by and be embarrassed? Let me pass!" “Nobody 1s asking you to advise them,” replied Mrs. Jarr, “and you won't be embarrassed by standing by. But Maude ts going to bring her husband with her, He wants you to look at a moving picture play be has written and tell him what you think | | In three nig"). she says, the ho'ow would, practically disappewr. | A very fair skin can- not always stand olive oll, which has a tendency to darken the complexion, if} used too freely, A litte bengoin in it will offset this dim. culty. But too much benzoin 18 not good for the complexion. | It is all too freely used in so-called “beauty” unguenta| because of its bleach- ing properties, Get a good cream, or wkin or pure Italian olive! oll, Rub any one of these into your neck profusely, massaging gently in a@ circular! cold | food, nds of your fingers, | its rejuvenating esday. N By J. H. Cassel the place was deserted save for Elmer, “leduea | quired if Mr. ‘ain't any of them)in German, and | McCardell — of it." “I won't dare to tell him,” said Mr. | Jarr, “Besides, ladies will doubtless be present, Furthermore, why should I have to read anybody's moving plo- ture play? I never did anything to this young feller, Why, I did not even introduce him to his wife. Bo let me out.” Mrs, Jarr sighed and permitted him to pass, When he arrived at Gus's cafe on the corner—for he went there, of course—he found himself attending the supper show, so to speak. For the bartender, who at Mr, Jarr’s en- | trance hid some papers underneath | the bar in a guilty manner, “You are here oily, Mr, Jarr,” ven- tured Elmer, in an embarrassed man- ner; “generally you ain't here so oily.” “1 ain't here olly now, so far as I know," replied Mr. Jarr, “A little greasy, yes, because I just rushed away from the supper table, But olly?—I deny it!" “Oh, I don't mean otly mit oil," ex- plained Elmer, who spoke the pure New Yorkese perfectly, “but I mean you are olly by the clock.” “Ob, I sco," suid Mr, Jarr, “Yes, 1 am early, but you'd be early too it! somebody was coming to your house | to read a photoplay scenario to you.” Elmer flushed a guilty crimson, “I bin taking lessons how to write scenarios, too,"" he confessed, “I seen an adyertivoment where it aald no Mm hor anything was neceasary | you could write them moving pletures in your spare time and you could get a hundred dollars apiece for them, so I sent a dollar to learn | all about tt, and now I know.” “Why don't the people who adver tise to teach for one dollar write photoplays at a hundred dollars apiece in THEIR spure time?" asked Mr, Jarr, and i huow, but feoviy in- Jarr would hot like to jook at his manuscript. Mr. Jarr gazed at tho sheet of fools. cap, smudged and written all awry in faded ink, ‘Hem!" he remarked finally, ritten in German, isn't it? “Sure,” said Elmer, “that's where it will be a big nowelty. I bin to seo a lot of them movies and there there's a whole lot of people in this! apport (the fatty tissue underlying {t) {# easily | country what are German.” ngs and the skin left to wrinkle and sag, | cream—even cow's cream is splendid, and will fill slap in the cream with the “Ita a good idea,” Jarr, Who Was experienced enough to know no one ever asks your advice remarked Mr, ovember 2. 14, | awaited my Beloved, fer into the evening. wh old and the cook grew “worm”, but when I admoul “Alas, thou art ap “hole HOUR late, and the dinne i He reproved me ges nd anewrred wgttiy, waylr “Nay, pay, Littie One a art Glled with hallucine are ALL wrong! Fort NBVER more than ten m |“But I note’ that you use the word Copyright, 1918, by the Press Pubitebing Co, (The New York Evening World), | this side of the grave andj the “It's | SS aeenl —--—— ow aa ehter, #1 thew sow H LN ERE, and Wo sey of & mar Jew WISE to bie For, behold. io my youth, I, too, Was pulled up wh vaniyotwtt ane much cone ocerniog my *iedom, but, now thet | om o Macta® Woman, ¢ om flied with bumility Behold, | kissed my Beloved, and bis breala Was eee aromatic with mint aod with joy-# Dut, when I accused bim saying “Aba! scorn and emote me vith Who ts thin, that thinketh herself # lite Sherlockot Vertly. Yor cannot a man eat cloves, even 1 laid my head upon my Beloved’s shoulder, and |t was tragrast with rau de violette aud white with poudre rit But when I wept, he mocked me with laughter, saying "Go to, thou dreamist! Alas, thine IMAGINATION is more off-color than a Cubist’s. For the things which thou scest are NOT (here! 1 called my Beloved, at sunrise, crying “Awake, awake! For the coffee boileth, and thou hast bi summon thee at the hour of seven.” But, my Beloved turned from me, and berated me, say! “Nay, nay, thou art wrong-in-the-ears! For, seven is an ungodly hour; therefore, | MUST have sald ‘eight Verily, verily, if My Beloved speaketh the truth, I am indes@ s DOODLEWIT; for I am blind and deaf, and hard-of-understanding. Yea, I ay: son compos tis, and my name should be “Slow-in-the Head.” Yet, am I comforted and of good cheer. For, lo, if an husband had his way, NO wife would be credited with ALL her faculties. ‘Therefore, I charge thee, oh thou Married Woman, put thy faith fe thy Beloved, and, if thou wouldst dwell happily in the House of Matrimony. BELIEVE him utterly—even when thou knowest that he is prevaricating! For that which may be a “Lie” when told to s man is only “ plomacy” when told to a woman, And ft ts better to be a Doodlewit and live happily thaa to be a Cynic and live alone! Selah. Dollars and Sense By H. J. Barrett. Doprright, 1918, by the Press Publishing Co, (Tor New York Evening World), mt is Coal| incomplete combustion. Out of every How « Manufacturer Cut # 1,000 tons of coal burnea in power Bille, plants in the United States, nearly R. BOYD, I believe.” The) 30 tons are wasted nierely because scene was the office of the of too much alr, President of the Boyd-| “Now, if you'll just glance at thie Stephens Manufacturing Company's chart. It shows the result of a two hour test, The solid line indicates plant, “My name is Holland, Steam engineering 1s my profession, T un- the varying percentage of carbon di- oxide in the fue ga md ky oo 4 2 the varying thickness of the fuel in derstand that you spend about $25,000) (rr vive dot and dash, the draft a year for fuel.” figured to tenths and fifticths of an “Yes,” admitted Boyd, inch of water, the caller with interest. “We tried every conceivable com- Tit a few slight changes im your! bination of the last two factors and, furnaces would result in an annual saving on coal of at least $5,000, would as the chart indicates, the lowest per- you be inclined to make then?" centage of CO? carbon dioxide, | Was present wich a fuel bed eight “Naturally,” was the cold reply: | in, |{nch, ches in thickness and a draft of 0.25 od |ghief trouble. ‘Two much draft has been your A good deal of the ex- “well, Mr. Boyd, I can save you|Coss air seeped in through the bricks just about 20 per cent, of your fucl)of the furnace wall A brick in bi” highly porous. But a coat of sizing followed by paint has remedied thas difficulty. “Now you begin to see how scien tific tests recently applied in th | United States navy have saved t) Government over $2,000,000 ani My next ied wil be to discover the proper sort of coal for your plant,’ “The sooner, the better,” 4 Boyd, “You've been throwing away ove: year, Maybe before YOu ret thro Mente of hundreds of plants show| You'll make my coal bill @ minus that losses due to excess air average| quantity and I'll begin to get back more than ten times those due to! some of the money I've burned.” Wit, Wisdom and Philoso By Famous Author = surveying It was in the Boyd-Stephens plant two weeks later. “Now, then Mr. Boyd, my first sam- ple of flue gas showed over 5 per pnt. carbon dioxide,” #aid Holland. That meant over 300 per cent. ex cess air. Your engineer is @ philan- thropist. He's been trying to heat all out-of-doors, Three hundred per cent. excess air means nearly 26 per cent, fuel waste, ag) ON PRIDE, by Joseph Warton. tyranny, anger, Implacability, re- f .| Yenge, crusity, impatience, obs F we are candidates for tran: troaabers, Ineretituderrent? varice, profusion, togeth malier’ shoots, detraction, ithe which at the same time | pertinence, glosnscity, petulan - leads us by the smoothest! Wit tne ceua, terlve trom e , I persuade myself, * road to celestial happiness, the first|dently a: ir to & cancun step should be to uproot the pride Pitre ‘i rin ‘® and cal: ‘ a emselves from th! waleh opposes and excludes it, trom | ttrude into every” place. and a, ost, Pride is the great source MH) cessant plagues to individuals, Who which almost every other species of|shall tell the secret pangs of the guilt flows, heart in which pride is planted, Sickness, pain, foar, want and In-|Wor,gverl, influence ts discern temperance have already bee | gathered together. Even at the altar deemed tha mont productive of dis- order in the soul and which cannot while the tongue is uttering the be said to derive from the origin of humblest supplication you shall per- ceive her inconsistently tricked out pride, for it can hardly be sald that & person js proud of a disease or and by a thousand fantastic alrs at- cowardice, of indigence, though it tractine the worship of the o eatlon ‘voi the Delty to herself, ‘race pride from the cour! jn has been observed that some had the | city # and t from ihe mee presumptuous folly to glory in being]eral tri ier to the retailer, mechanto a drunkard or @ glutton. and peduler, thence into the country t may be id in defense of Pride! trom the squire to the farmer descend ut her first born was ambition, | brought to light in the days of Adam and ever since, whethor clad in a ax low as to th venger, chimne: red cow armed with a acimitar | Sweeper and night stl) thr ! dor and firebrand or In the more gentle I phases from wealth’ and sple hablt of a statesman, courtier, beau, dirt and fill you shall find her. Fvom the feuds that lay waste whole lawyer or divine, still confesses the kindred In every feature and action. kingdoms down to the sulky spleen which devours the slighted eoquetio or the fine lady superseded in her It ts not very material in what order | place, we need look no further for the the subseandnt issues wero produced. author of tho griefs that poison our } Tut that hatred, m: poacs, ’ literary or mechantcal—but desires to have the effort pratsed, Just then they heard a deep breath- ing behind them-a snort of deep in+ terest. It was Gus, the cafe propri- etor, who had come down Into the bar from his Hving quarters upstaira, lin his old and silent slippers Elmer gave @ wheere of fear and! ‘jerked away from the first fruits of his authorship. He expected nothing | short of assassination first and losing hie position later, Mr, Jarr endeavored to soften the impending blow, “Its a moving picture scenario lies, there ain't any money in the re- tail liquor business any more, and 1 think I'll sell out, and me and Elmer will write them moving pictures. 1 will be tho boss, just like now, and Elmer ean be my bartender at It" At this instant Mr, Slavinshy, the glazier, and Bepler, the butcher, drift. od in. ‘They both gave a mance at mers manuseript and dectkred 1t would be @ screen success, “LN loin all of you how to write — them in your spare time,” said Elmer in a patronizing manne except he desires to be'told what he gentle, smart slapping is an admirable thing for the face and neck, ‘ 4 wants to hear, and no one asks you what you think of his work—artistlo, “I have no spare time," re: ‘Mr. Jurr, have to go nome ana fend @ noanario written by thi bus, bund of one of my wife's friends,’ “By Gol- And he hurried away, ‘ | Eimer dashed off in bis spare time,” said Mr. Jarr, “Let me ace,” caid Gua,