The evening world. Newspaper, November 17, 1915, Page 16

| | | | ae | f | PSTABLISHOD BY JOSEPH PULITZER, = Podlished Sunda by the Prese Publishing Company, Nos, to Dally Except Suntay WY How. New York. RALPH PULITZDR, President, 62 Park Tow. J ANGUS SHAW, Treasurer. 63 rk Row. Josh PULITZBR, Jr, Secretary, 6 Park Row. tered at the Post-Office at New York as Second-Class Matter. | usa he The Evening|For England and the Continent and * to World for the United All Countries in the International and Canada. Postal Union. States Year + $8.50) One }0! O71 DEBASED. IGHT YEARS ago this fall, when the State of New York was E congratulating itself upon the establishment of the Public Service Commissions, Gov. Hughes voiced the general satis- faction and belief in what had been accomplished: “A difficult problem of first importance was presented in con- nection with our public service corporations. “It was our object to remove this from the field of reckless agi- tation and to provide, to tho fullest extent consistent with constitu- tional requirements, methods of investigation and redress through which the public obligations of reasonable, impartial and adequate service could be enforced, and public safety and convenience be con- served. “Our Public Service Commisisons Law provides the necessary machinery and powers, “to the use of which have beon called men owing no allegiance to any special interest, unembarrassed by either financial or political obligation, who are devoting themaclves with a single purpose to the protection of the rights of the people.” Measured by that standard, what becomes of Edward E, McCall, discredited Chairman of the Public Service Commission of this dis- trict, with his Kings County Light stock, his soft dealings with cor- porations, his Tammany ties, his record of neglected duty and cynical defiance toward the public he was pledged to serve? “We have found defects in the law, but the largest fault is with those who are administering the law,” is the finding of the Thomp- #en committee. Mr. McCall is himself a measure of how far the standard has fallen since Gov. Hughes's time. The State waits for the present Governor to put it back. ee Somebody's facts about the Ancona are doubtless the facte, but who is he? oo A SHAKE-UP IN PERSIA? UOTIONS in Europe have joggled and to all appearances upset the Government of Persia. The Shah has risen hastily from his throne in Teheran end eouttled away with his Ministere— probably to Ishpahan, | We have heard little of what has been going on in hither Asia. Toward the end of Septamber British troops were reported chasing « Turkish army along the Tigris. Russians have for long timo been campaigning without much success in Northern Persia. It is plain that German influences have been steadily at work trying to establish an ascendency in the Persian capital, but latest reports indi- cate that a Russian army has, in valgar phrase, beaten them to it. Tf it is true that Russian forces are at the gates of Teheran and Russian and British diplomate preparing to take over the Persian Gov- ernment, the Entente Powers can ecore one forehanded grab over Germany—albeit somewhat far afield. There have not been many. If the Shah has put his trast in the Germans and the Turks he The Evening World Daily M agazine, —By Roy L. Copyright, 191 R, JARR bad come home with @ bad cold and as & ie the first of the rulers who have taken that course to topple off his throne, There has to be « beginning. a ‘The Government declines to make any deal with Bomb Plotter Fay. Uncle Sam ie not yet reduced to dickering with conspirecy or conspirators. r —_——————— THE MAYOR'S ILLNESS. AYOR MITCHRL has the city’s sincere good wishes for a M2 For this generation appendicitis has fairly become a sooner-or-ister affliction which nobody is surprised to find himself forced to encounter. Surgeons have had plenty of chance to become ‘adepts in handling it. If a man ie reasonably sound there is little anger. Good habits, exercise and a few weeks each year in a train- ing camp—the Mayor was a hard-working citizen eoldier only three months ago—are pretty sure guarantees under the surgeon’s knife, We are told it took an hour to find an ambulance to carry the Mayor to the hospital. If he had been a humble citizen knocked down by « trolley car he could probably have had one in five minutes, One of the misfortunes of those in high places is the difficulty they often find in getting the commonplace machinery of every-day life to work for them. When anything happens those around them be- come excited and attack simple jobs at the wrong end or otherwise bungle them. It may be, however, that ambulance service hereabouts has set- {led into a hard and fast routine and needed to be startled out of it, Tf 80 the desired effect has doubtless already been produced— we are glad to think, any il] consequences to the ¥ Dollars and Sense By H. J. Barrett. Coppright, 1915. vy the Prone Publishing Co, (The New York Bening World), without, M prospective invalid was an object of great interest to Mrs. Jarr, who had searched the medicine closet in the bathroom and had brought forth a formidable array of medicine bottles in seeking drugs and lotions that might be used upon her patient. There is a superstition in the fem- inine mind that all medicine ie good until used. The careful observer will note that the good housewife will rid the household of old clothes, old fur- niture, old carpets, but never old medicines. Medicines are supposed to contain properties that keep them fresh forever, Mr, Jarr had been dosed with sev- eral sorte of stale medicines and had been put to bed, with several more bottles of the left-over concoctions close at hand, to be taken In the morning, Morning was now at hand, and} ~~ Mrs, Jarr approached the sufferer’s bedside, having been up early to con- coot him a broth—supposedly good for the sick, as no man in his strength would partake of it, “Did you take your medicine this morning?” asked Mrs. Jarr, as she pulled down the window-shade to make the room nice and gloomy, “No, 1 didn't!" said Mr, Jarr, “What you made me take last night burned me Inside and kept me awake, It wasn't cough medicine; tt was rhoumatism liniment, and I know tt." Mr. Jarr groaned at the thought, shade be raised a little that he might not die in the dark. Mrs. Jarr, to humor him, went to the front room and pulled down the| | shades on the windows there, “If I darken it in here,” she re- 667 TOME has demonstrated, in| department, nurseries and similar ex- Haebesins pe ee Hebe 1 ae many lines of business at|Pensive features which bring no direot | p°tTeo™ And because he offers such liberal money-back suarantecs hor emphasizes his goods-on-approval policy to the extent that obtains in the least, that mere size does not fonstitute an overwhelming advan- tage.” said a local business man. the blind something she saw in the street excited her interest. But she | did not raise the shade, she only | The Jarr Family . by the Prone Publishing Co, (The N McCardell — York Brening World), tinued, “She has four inches of fur on the bottom of the skirt.” “Oh, rats!" gaid the invalid, fer- vently, “Not rats," replied Mrs, Jarr. “No- body is wearing rats this year, not even in their hair, It's either skunk or beaver.” Mr. Jarr laughed a hollow laugh, he knew not why. Mrs, Jarr noted the hollow laugh with some asperity, “That's right. Make fun of me when I try to comfort you when you are sick!” whimpered Mrs, Jarr. “But when I am {il you never come near me." ‘Then she made Mr. Jarr sample all of the left-over medicines all around, When the doctor arrived an hour later he was surprised to find Mr, Jarr feverish and incoherent and in- sisting #e had a plan to make a sult of clothes out of wall paper, and that the latest way to dress the Refiections of a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland | 2 RRR AD reer Ate aR REE KLIK orm opener Memnt es uemrcmmmmanii - r \ Wednesday, November 17, 1913 > Everyday Perplexities -—= By Andre Dupont =—. Copyright, 1916, by the Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Brening World), long ago, when most of us thought that dt was Impossible to entertain anybody except our most intimate friends and nearest relations unless there was a servant to wait upon the guests. But modern condl- tions have changed all that. Many a jolly card party, cozy after- noon tea, dainty luncheon or supper party i# held in a servantiess home, and everything 1s so cleverly man- aged that the guests scarcely know whether a servant is kept or not. The secret of successful entertain- ing, especially where no help ts kept, lies in what old fashioned people call 0 ares was a time, not so very female hair was over a barbwire fence. But the doctor thinks Mr. Jarr will be all right to-morrow, Anyway, he has ordered in some new-laid medi- cine for him, Coprright, 1915, by the Pres Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World), Wr 4 woman marries a heart-breaker she fancies she haw a “corner on his affections,” corner, Afterwards she sometimes wonders which Why is It that when a man isn’t telling you how much he loves you he some other woman? and feebly asked that the window| ®!¥ays insists on filling up the time by telling you how much he loves No, dearte, measles mak love {s not “like the measles,” because on attack of the Ss you immune, but one attack of love makes a man so much more susceptible that he catches it again every time he 1s exposed to it A plain girl may make a more solid wife than a pretty one, but, good But while pulling down gracious! corned beef and cabbage make a more solid meal than terrapin and champagne, yet that doesn’t signify that they will agree with you any better, cases of his lacy peeked from the side, . —_— f pytg Lepeehrei yin seem8) utters much ya oe ae | “My xractous!" she cried, “If you) When a girl chooses a career in preference to matrimony she merely ishing returns. | which attend th 3 ” pn’ “ep Atars sre | Exchanges the life Job of cate one man's whims for the doubtful “Let us admit that the big organ-| “As jd A ee ot weren't sick I'd have you come here e job of catering to joy famtion has a strong advantage in| dealer saves many non-productive sal- purchasing power. In the case of| Stes. That many men object to deal. and look." } “They'll save the women and chil. | | of catering to the whims of any man who happens to employ her, & department store still another ad- Fenaea eeernee rent atores reacts, of] dren first, 1 hope,” muttered Mr, Jarr.| Adam was probably the only husband who could truthfully tell his vantage is apparent, The average pur-|haberdasiers, clothiers, shoo steree, | MT Jarr’s keen ear caught the words | wife that he “never looked at another woman,” ¢hase per individual amounts to alc. As a rule, the smalier the store, | Where she stood in the front —— enters with the idea of making, per-|tu pay for service, is t isn't a fre!” she snapped. “It's | ways derive a little consolation from the thought that he probably makes fifty-cent purchase, But in Mrs, Stryver, She is wearing one of “It would seem that the chances for success of the two types of estab. Ushments are about equal. The scales ero oe, Golienialy balanced that the element ies In the abilit and personality of the man at the & e,° through the aisles the dis- Play of articles suggests additional the new crinoline dresses, and she looks like a balloon.” Mr, Jarr groaned and turned over, and Mrs. Jarr left the conning toweg and returned to the sickroom, It helm. ‘A high depres of Micon: welfare soentadity will susceed in either cane” a “he looks lke a fright."{ehe con. | his wife very unhappy with jealousy. Nobody has fhought of ft, of course, but perhaps there would be no ‘ernal Magdalene if it were not for the Eternal Don Juan. Reno Motto: Westward the course of “True Love” takes its way! forethought. It does not matter Whether you are going to give a card purty, a luncheon, a tea, or even an informal dinner. If you want to enjoy yourself and have your gueste do the same have everything possible, down to the minutest detail, prepared be- forehand, and then when the com Pany arrives you will have only a very few easy tasks to perform. It, for instance, you have to stop to owt your teacups, or dress your jad dyring a luncheon, or do any other of the dozen little things you tergot to errange beforehand, there wili be sure to be embarrassing delays in serving your refreshments, if you are going to give a tea, pre- pare all the refreshments but the tea quite a lttle while beforehand. If the cakes are to be home-made they should be baked the day before the affair and on that morning put into the dishes in which th: are to be served, The sandwiches should be cut and spread ang the filling put in and then wrapped in a damp napkin and laid beside the plate on whtoh they are to appear at the festivity, If fruit punch is to be served !t should be mixed and put away in a large pit- cher in the refrigerator several hours beforehand, as it is much more de- lcious if the ingredients have time to blend properly. And so with everything. Have all attended to before the guests arrive, even to measuring out the tea in the teapot, all ready to pour the hot water on at the proper time, In giving dinne and luncheons, try to serve as m dishes as pos- ajble that can be cooked bexorehand and warmed up just before the meal. In carefully studying any good cook book it is really surprising how many delicious dishes of this sort can be found. It is easy to serve refreshments at card parties, for the small tables at which the games are played can be used for the supper and the dishes can be passed by the host and other gentlemen present. ite ES The Way to Eden. By Clarence Porter Crane. LOST the way to Eden; oh, the way lay fatr to trace; I left my guide a-standing In old Yarrow's market place. ‘ Hor eyes they held the mirage oj Elysium where we fared, But I went thimble-rigging, the Gypsys’ torches flared. where The stained dawn led me further to forget, and then regret; But Yarrow's Square was empty when the second sun had set, Perchance the way to Eden Hes across the waste land west, Perchance by dreamland's rose paths where the woodlands whisper rest. But ecent of summer leafage and the murmur of the sea, Or Eden, with its glory never more may call to me. I'm waiting at the crossways, where met highroads pause with oa Torewe: place, tT Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1915, by the Press Publishing Co, (The York Evening World), NO. 74.--THREE—AND AN EXTRA; by Rudyard Kipling. HE Bremmils had been married three years. Long enough for the suns of India to bleach a bit of Mrs. Bremmil’s gay beauty; long enough for the flirtations of India’s departmental society to teme down some of Bremmi!'s earlier devotion to his wife. Still, the couple were happy enough together until the Baby died. Then Mrs, Bremmi{l went all to pieces. She cried night and day; she moped about the house; she refused all invitations; she grew careless about dress. Now, this is no way to hold a husband's love. Bremmil began to tire of tears, of dowdiness, of spending his evenings in a house‘of mourning. And, manlike, he looked elsewhere for diversion. The Bremmi!s were at Simla, So was Mrs, Haukebee. Mrs. Hauksbee was by far the cleverest woman in Simla, Also, she had a positive genius for stealing other women’s husbands. She cast her big violet eyes upon Bremmil. And presently all Simla began to gossip. While Mrs. Bremmil stayed cooped up at home, sobbing softly over Baby's empty little shoes, Bremmil was seen everywhere with Mrs. Hauke- bee. He rode, danced and dined with her. Every one was talking about dt, except poor Mrs, Bremmil, who, usual in uch cages, j was the very last to hear of th r. eee Husband and Wife. ‘At last, though, no less than elght dear women friends called on her and, as a matter of duty, told her all about it, Very civilly che thanked them for their good offices and made no comment on thelr news. She did not speak of the matter to Bremmil. But she decided that ‘he mem- ory of a dead child was worth considerably leas than the affpetions of @ living husband. And quietly she made her plans to battle for his waning love against “the cleverest woman in Siml A few days later the Bremmils received an Invitation to Government House for the biggest dance of the season. Mrs. Bremmil said to her hus- band: ‘I -can’t go; it's too soon after poor little Plorrie, But it needn't stop you, Tom.” Which was Just what Bremmil had wanted and expected her to eay. For he had arranged to go to the ball with Mrs, Hauksbee, And he went, The dance was well under way when Bremmil, with Mrs, Hauksbee on his arm, came face to face with his own wife, who had just arrived. He stared at Mrs, Bremmil in stark amaze, scarce recognizing her. For she was trans- formed as if by a miracle, The sallow, red-eyed dowdy had blossomed forth into an exquisite beauty. She A Wife's wore a marvellous dress, best described as a “creation.” Victory. Her eyes were glowing and her face was flushed with excitement. Men thronged eagesly around her clamoring for dances, She granted them every dance but three. Bremmil's dormant love stirred into flame at sight of his wife's new loveliness and of the admiration showered on her. Humbly he begged her for a dance. She looked at hie ecard, scratched Mra, Haukshee’s name from three dances and gave him those. Also, she sat out an “extra” with him. Serr “You take me in to supper, I thin’ acidly, an hour or go later. has been a mistake.” was beaten—beaten in a fair fight. murmured: woman to manage a foo The Woman CHAPTER XVII. HEN Haskall came home conversation of the morning, but I had not forgotten it, neither | had he Nell Lamar had married and was living in Philadelphia, I had never visited her, although she had been married five years and had two chil- dren, We hag been such chums, so intimate when girls, that I had al- ways resented Haskall’s refusal when I asked to visit her. She had written me again, begging me to come over if only for a few days, and I determined to do so if possible, “I should like very much to go for a few days,” I told Haskall as I gave him Neil's letter to read. He was very suspicious, go I never attempted to read a letter to him, but invariably allowed him to r my corres spondence, “I don't see what you want to go gadding about for! You are like all the women—never satisfied. Some people would think they were pretty well fixed if they had such a home as |this and servants to wait on them, and not a blessed thing to do put please themselves.” “But I'd like something to do,” I declared, ‘TI envy the women who take care of thelr own homes, who go to market, and who can plan the meals and be tte mistress of their own homes.” “Oh, go if you like, but don’t expect me to give you money to squander, T'll_ buy your ticket, and here's ten dollars. You women look upon a man as a sort of human cash register, anyway. If you had to earn the money you wouldn't be so keen about spending {t.” After Haskall left me I picked up a hook and tried to read, But his mean- ness, my uncomfortable position, made *"T'm—I'm going home witl my wife,” faltered Bremmil, “The silliest woman can manage a clever man, By Dale Drummond ik, Mr. Bremmt!,” said Mra, Hauksbee, “I think there As the Bremmils left the ball, moving very close together and in utter oblivion of every one else, Mrs, Hauksbee looked sombrely after them. She And abs had the sense to know it. She But {t needs a very clever Who Dared Coprright, 1915, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), The book and the ten dollar bill dropped to the floor and I [buried my face in the pillows of the couch upon which I had thrown m self so the servants would not he: iy wild sobbing. Even the thought that I was at last to visit Nell could not just then comfort me or make me more resigned to conditions, I had not heard the bell, neither had I heard the door of the morning room open, “Can I help? | me miserable, Is there anything I can do?” Erle Lucknow asked, James had shown him tn and gone to an- nounce him to me, not knowing I was In the room, strong hand just touched heaving shoulders and sent a mes. sage of strength to my aching heart. I struggled to a sitting position and touched the bell to let James know I was with Mr. Lucknow, Then I tried to laugh away my sobs, tried to re- | Sain my self-possession, to assume nome ute dignity. “May I stay and comfort you, ltt Indy?” he asked as James ore form again disappeared, “If P can, please let me. I came in to ask you and Haskall to dine with me to- night. I am giving a small all will be alone,” I returned, now quite myself. “I am going to Philadelphia in the morning to visit an old friend I haven't seen since I left. home," "Is that what you about? Your ant pleasant ones tf # sically. “Oh, Iam delighted to go!” Ire hastily, “I -haven't made m visit tree long, Hot since I have been married, and I used to be very fond of Nell. She was a dear.” ° “Then I shall have to be cont if you are not at my innen een happy in that you are happy’ with cur friend,” ho said as he rose to go, aking my fingers in his st : \"But T shall mise yous" ne aap (To Be Continued.) were crying pations weren't "he smiled whim. By Alma As An Escort, IRST—Call for the girl a half hour before the appointed time, This fusses up the whole family. Father hasn't finished his after- dinner cigar, Mother hasn't had time to digest the extremely indigestible dessert, And the girl, agitated at keeping you waiting, simply can’t get an invisible balrpin to stick in her hair or powder to stick on her nose, 2, As you leave the house gaze anx- jously up and down the street, throw- ing this little bull the while: “I didn't come in a taxi because I thought that in this neighborhood there'd surely be a couple of stands, Will you wait here while I phone for one?” What is there for her to say except: “Why, I'd just as soon go in the street car!" (Who's a prevari- cator?) 3 In the car begin to talk about the difficulty of procuring seats for the play you are to see, Carelessly drop @ remark about the convenience of the ticket agencies—the infinitosl- mal advance in price, &c. Then take out the tickets. She won't know that the leading man gave them to his bootblack who sold them to your bar- ber, who sold them to you for one ‘4. Tell her all about the plot and re- peat verbatim the different = Making a Hit Woodward Copyright, 1015, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Hrening World), you've redd—before the up. Discover celebrities hs point them out. es chocolates, and hol ime all pelped in your palm pty \ in between the first an econd acts, with all the sang fro “of irretrievably married had curtain g0ee tn the boxes Ask her if she man grab your hat and say: "You wort mind If T go out for a pum, wilt yout Such a solace, don't you know." Xeuy will delight her a lot, because she won't know whether you're tryii be “heute monde” or only rude, “She will also welcome you gladly when you return vibrant with bacco fumes, Saree ie . 6. Aster the play, now she doesn't care for t! tawdriness of the average reat and cabaret, so you're going to take ing to tell her that you her to a ‘acter Place, chop suey, She has always anges ed chop suey with the underworld, eo she'll be anxious to go. As girls who jadore lettuce and mayonnaise sand. pifad fae fuexe seldom like the “hinese dish, do her the favo; yours and hers, too. F to. 6m On the way home (sti 4 street car) tell her how interesting she is to take out—so different other '!s-—-8o0 quick to apprec| Then ‘the door, murmur Rents "You adorable!” and sa night. Just this little touch wi make her forget that your evening aaeme criticlems' Gitures total $3.48, steeainiaas morose Sesame