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aThe Evening World Daily Maga zine, Eriésy. Ne ! on e World. ae gen g igo Bh pres Aer her tee genet Sete sees ah 4 es Ease Conte es @ RALEH Provident, #1 Park Row, JOSEPH . Jt, Secretary, 68 Park Row. 4 Post: Second-Claez Matter. ' Subecei nie tatbe te The Evening |For Mariana and the Coninem® em@ , ‘World for the United States ‘All Countries in the Internatianal F if and Canada. Postal Union, t One Year.....+ soe 08.60/One Year... errr 5S { one 40 /One Month 86 WHAT’S THE HARM? E SEE no particular point in discouraging any well-meaning person, male or female, who chooses to sally forth in the direction of Europe with uplifted hand and cries of “Cease ~eae firing! Some of their fellow-countrymen may admire, a few may even follow. While the chief desire of that portion of the civilized world which is at peace is to see the rest stop fighting, what matter liow) many individuals strain their voices or squander millions in efforts ‘to stop the war? Midgets who shout orders at giants may seem absurd. But, after all, they are doing their little mightiest for the best as they see it. They will be happier making a noise near the fight than at home. Why should the rest of us complain? For the really important thing we rest our faith upon those who guard our national dignity at Washington. They cannot permit us as a nation to become ridiculous. They cannot permit us asa nation to go down in history as a petulant inter- ¢ ferer in destinies the magnitude of which we were not capable of measuring, They cannot let us be drawn from the position in which the President placed fs a year ago—a nation which has formally ; declared its earnest desire to act as peacemaker when it can come forward as befits the Government of a great and self-respecting people. As a nation that is how we stand toward peace in Europe. As individuals we can afford to be charitable Toward such of our fellow citizens as are carried away by the fervency of their feelings. They can’t make a fool of the country. NOT ALTOGETHER TO OUR SHAME. OES former President Taft think he has picked the psycho- : D logical moment to point out the inefficiency and superficiality } a of the present system of education in the United States as j compared with that which has prevailed in Germany? “In the German schools,” Mr. Taft assures us, “the amount that boys between six and fourteen are required to commit may well com- mand our admiration and wonder, because it is so out of proportion to the amount that we require of our children. The German youth at fifteen is as well prepared to enter a college course as our boys of eighteen and nineteen. ‘This is true. It also happens to be true that in no country have records of youthful suicide been suoh tragic reading as in Germany. Nor does the extraordinary and early attained enlightenment of the Kaiser’s subjects appear to have availed to save their nation from being martialed to the most terrific attack upon peace and civilization —- 1 ee So Wags the World By Clarence L. Cullen Copyright, 1915, by the Pram Publishing Co, (The New York Dvening World), DVANCE Notes on the Yule glance back over the long road you Spirit: Mother—Sakes alive, I ja t & ques idea as to what your life haven't even made up my/;e® been when you remember how y| many of your old thick-and-thin Christmas list .yet!"" Daughter—"| buddies have dropped off from cirr- wonder what they're going to give me hosis of the iver. for Christmas?” Son—"L wanna pair o’ club skates f'r C’ris'mus!"” Father— “Christmas again? Aw, gee A man who has been married three times tells us that in growls with his various wives he got in the last word Just once—and then it was lost be- cause she banged the door on him. that the world has ever had to meot. Germany’s educational system as compared with our own may .. have been all that Mr. Taft claims, But are we to judge by results? — A TIMELY ROUND-UP. HE DAY ‘before Thanksgiving 125 butchers were arrested in I this city charged with selling short weight. One of the most elaborate and ingenious schemes for cheating customers consisted of a pedal contrivance concealed beneath the counter just under the scales in which the purchaser saw his goods weighed. With the butcher's foot on ‘the pedal seven ounces were added on tlie dial to the actual weight of whatever lay on the scale pan. On the sale of two hundred turkeys at 28 cents a pound this dealer took in a dishonest profit of something over $25. Arrested and Fiat Fall styles in Fairy Tales: Hunter— “Are you perfectly sure that these apartments are weil heated? “Douse the Glim!” « Coprright, R. JARR M cares of Mr. Jerr marked, “Say, now it—tsn't my wife to thie evening?” Janitor—"Well, podner, to ay! me aah Tae of usa ss Ume to i i ilty truth, I halo't. ‘There was a lot 0'| find out that we're not called upon te arraigned before a Magistrate, the butcher pleaded guilty and was Ruths L DOTA aa tas wintan ah: | Reosert ot wee Oo ho eatin oor bok held for trial. there's Hable to be more kicks this|broaks to anybody but ourselves. Does it pay? winter, Fact is there's something the jmatter with the heatin’ plant and they won't fix it.” “Married life,” perman, “may be a matter of and take, as the writing folks say it is, but maybe you've noticed that @he takes hers first and you give yourself what's left.” The Bureau of Weights and Measures has waged sharp war this fall on the false weight fraternity. In the press of Thanksgiving trade Commissioner Hartigan and his men caught many a rascally retailer off his guard. The resuttant round-up should be a warning aa the holiday season begins. ‘The city may have been lax im enforcing the law in the past, but it is now doing first-rate work in suppressing the short measure frauds by which unscrupulous food handlers cheat the poor. thie form of dishonesty were never more precarious. ————_<¢.—= —______. Writing in King Cambyses’ vein to “The Honorable Claw Kitchin, majority leader of the House of Representatives, Henry Woodhouse, Governor of the Aéro Club of America, mem- ber of the Conference Committee on National Preparedness, ex- presses thig, hectic thought: “If one: aeroplane costing but $10,000 can save an 00,200 battleship from destruction by & $7,500 torpedo, what's the answer?” Without wishing to anticipate Mr. Kitchin too hurriedly, we should say: Why have an $18,000,000 battleship? They come too CHAPTHER XXI. 2 lovely afternoon while driv- O ing in the park I noticed @ young girl on one of the benches along the west drive. 1 stopped the car and, after telling James to draw to the side of the road and wait, I down beside her, 1 eaw that she was #oon to become @ mother, and some- thing new and strange stirred in my |breast, This girl was iu dire trouble, I would help her and so bring an in- terest in my life, “Why are you orying?” I asked the girl, who was rather pretty, in an in- determinate sort of way. “If you will tell me perhaps I can help you.” At my words her sobs became al. Speaking of cats, now if, frinstance, we were carrying the banner and were bracing passer-by for the price of a bed, we'd never tackle a man it we entertained any idea that he cared for cats, Nobody will ever build a dam capa- ble of holding back a pampered wom- an's tears of self-pity. Profits from "Our idea of playing the game,” we heard a woman say recently, “is to insist that the rules be suspended in our favor and then to bully the rules- bound losers, O mi, ain't I the disloyal-to-my-sex baggage?” You know the type of man who, when he ts half-soused, becomes very ‘. courtly in his manners toward wom- ‘c high to be so cheaply held! Son An a catdote on the courdi. | most Hysterical, although she bravely ness and neve? suspect that it is trembling 1 leaf. I put my arm strlotty bun-made, around her said: “Come!” 1 ordered James to drive home at In our opinion the man who at sixty | 04.4” L took her directly to my room, still carries the gold watch that his| Hits From Sharp Wits. “There are people prejudiced #0 6 teaches us, among other| father gave him at the age of twenty. |f dared not stop downstairs, Has- strongly against war that they won't that most of the heavy wor- y or had h fun, Kall might come in # Toad ‘the story if the headline indi-|rying is done over the woret which | *™ * Rever had much fun, what ts your name?” asked cates that the other side won. geldom arriv Albany Journal, __When at forty-five you begin to |" “Clara Mullen.” i It’s a mystery wnat woman would] Why is it a man’s wife, just afte: “Mine {s Borroughs, Mrs. Bor- do for excuses it ‘hore was mo wuch| be has been spelibindin jar after Jungle Tales |roughs. Now tell me why you were een dy REmmaes 68 Roatncker~Folede Binds. | bonbest shout soe pres ae. | For Children | ior cyes had widened, and a fright- Few ple are Aisa; panies, tm love| suggest that ould beat @ rugt— ents jened look pad come ato her face as : watt ‘after marriage.: phis Com-| Omaha Wor! rald, HAT are you crying about?” |! spoke, But sensing ber condition, I ui mercial Appeal. ee OW ‘asked Minter Flephant of |Showed no surprise. She had not re- \d ¢ Btill, when you come to think of it, the Baby Baboon one day Pie to my ey) qr 80 I maid: a It only busy people's time that) it isn't such a great Somptiae’ to 8€Y | when he found the little fellow sitting ae ats 9 Recome « mother flies; that of idlers seems scarcely to| of a woman that ane hae “an open| inder the bamboo tree. we " Ay me ng Tipe. move, ftace.”"—Columbia Btate. immy burt my feelings. 7ou teil me whe the man ee Be et them, |i might et him to make it right for be ‘Let me see where "| your t don't know where my |” “Oh—no!—no! Oh, I must go!” she feolings are. lexclaimed and rose from her chair, “How could Jimmy hurt them if/' «No, sit down, I'll not ask you any you don't know where they are?”| more questions, Tell me as much a8 |" don’t know," answered the Baby. | you wish. I'm going to help you— “He painted @ funny picture on my | some way." looking glass with a mMece of soap “L was a good and when L looked into my glass 1| been.” thought something had happened to my Automobiles and Light ‘To the Baitor of The Erening World: Noting the recent letter signed “Skepticus,” asking if autos are light- ning proof or not, I wish to say that while I can't show that a swiftly moving auto carries a current of air in its wake, | And while the machine may be ight. ning proof, I think the occupants are | not. For only recently a relative of | mine sitting between two other pas- | girl, always had he spoke #o low I had to move closer to hear, "I worked in a man's office, He waa married, but he “You mean that Jimmy hurt your|told me he loved me, that he didn't pride,” said the Blephant, love his wife. 1 believed him, and sengers in the rear seat of an auto| “Yes, 1 guess #0,” said the Baby, |now"——She finished with a heart- was struck and killed by lightning| “Then your feelings must be in the | breaking sob. while speeding away from a storm. | looking glass,” said Mister Elephant,| “Have you a home, a mother?" it of air or dra This seems to prove that persons in| “Yes,” returned the little fellow, “Yes. But this morning my : when a mist ae feces are not gafe trom "Then they can't be aur” mes father carne, me nt beca = o stand near or an open low tning. at do scientific readers ‘1 guess you are right,” said the wouldn't te! im—who it was." er f during @ storm, I mention this to cap? 4,4, Baby Baboon thoughtfully, teare atarted afresh, =. cried, “By George! it, to-day 1s my wife's birthday. ent ight, 1915, e [Foc Non Yor Brenna War) were coming home in the car together tired from the ut The Jarr Family — By Roy L. and Mr, Rang! the business da: put down his paper as they neared the street where they both got off, and Mr, Jarr re- that I remember be at your pouse Mr, Rangle slapped his knee and I had forgotten I was to bring you home with me to The Woman Who Dared By Dale Drummond “Thore, don't cry any more, Copyright, 1916, by the: Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World), It will make you ill, I'll eee what I can do. You sit here for a few minutes, won't be long.” 1 I searched my wardrobe for some- thing simple enough for the poor child—she was little more. I found an old, discarded sult case of Has- all's, and put in w! tever I thought e would need—underwear and night- clothes, bed jacket, Fortu about the same a! closet door and for Then a soft wrapper and nately we were I opened a & moment I hesl- tated, then I opened a chest. The dainty wardrobe I had prepared for my own baby lay could scarcely see it before me, but I for my tears, Tenderly, L raised the tiny garments and laid them on the bed. When I showed the poor girl the contents of the suit oase and assured her that I believed her story and was going to help her through her trouble, her gratitude almost unnerved me. { had told James to wait, and we vent down to the c to drive to the Woman's Hospi { saw her comfor 4 small private room. par; L told James tably installe in 1 had intended having her put in the ward, but after looking things ove | slfould have a room but when the mat: price I was aghast tion, name and address. eyes. And, promisi the following day, this girl's care? impossible. sudden T deetded appeal to. Haskall charity, It was not might be able to d press him with the his favorite dish: r I decided she to herself, It was one of the smallest in the hospital, ron told me the at my temerity. My husband was rated a millionaire, yet [ was frightened almost to death at taking upon myself such an obliga- Howeyer, I did so, and gave my “I will be responsible for all neces- sary expenses,” T told them, and again I saw that doglike look in Clara's ng to come again I left. How was I to get the money for All day I thought of one scheme after another, only to dismiss them as When night came I was no nearer the solution, Then of a For once I would in the name of t for myself, so I lo something with him, say something that would im- girl's need. Fortunately at dinner he was in an unusually good humor. T had ordered das he ate hi on bis perspica vem ber 26 1915 By J.H. Cassel | McCardell — 1918, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World). dinner, Mrs, Jarr is to be there, and @ few friends—just an informal little affair, you know. I was to drop in at remembered it, and it's luckier stil We met!” “Lot's get off here and 'H get a nice bunch of flowers for your wife,” said Mr. Jarr, “roses and chrysanthe- mume. You know women set quite 4 store by these little anniversaries being remembered that way.” “Bure they do,” said Rangle. “They get mighty sore if you forget such occasions. I think a woman thinks more of @ no-good husband who does remember her wedding and birthday anniversaries and borrows the money from her to buy her flowers than she does of the good husband who gives her everything but who forgets her little holiday.” "You sald It then, you sure said something!" erled Mr. Jarr, “and for that reason I am going to bring your bride a fine bunch of postes. “Patronize home industry,” advised Mr, Rangle. “I am in politics in our district, you know. Not enough to go bail for anybody, but enough thet places me in position where I must patronize the tradesmen of the dis- trict, Nicholas, the Greek, has a nice flower store near Gus's; we'll get them there. Besides, they'll be fresh- er." When Nicholas, the Greek, was told of the occasion the flowers were to grace he grew sentimental. “Fine,” he said. “Most da ginks around here geeva da wife da black eye, but no flowers!" And so over- come was he with the marital appre- ciation of his customers that he gave them double measure of chrysanthe- mums and roses and insisted on tak- ing the purchasers into Gus's and treating. Gus, who was not speaking to his wife, because she had been speaking too much to him, was overcome at the sight of the flowers. He treated, So did Mr. Jarr. So did Mr. Rangle. Counsellor Costigan, a political law- yer, recently moved to the-district, entered at this point and learned the language of the Mowers, He not only treated, but he reoited poetry to the effect that women in our hours of ease were uncertain, coy and hard to please, “but,” thundered Counsellor Costigan, pointing a gesticular finger at Gus that Gus might mark the ap- plication, “When pain and anguish wring our brow, A ministering angel, thou!” “Sure 1 am," said Gus. “TI treat as many times as anybody,” At this point Mr, Rangle, who, in anticipation of the anniversary feast Ot Dome, bad not lunahed that day, Coumsellow Costigan trom the door- (Cth e the office and get you. it's lucky you Stories Of Stories lots of Immortal Fiction. Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune TOO OOO OOO O Copyright, 1918, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New Xork krenine World). No. 78--THE SEVEN-AND-FORTY RONINS (Japan's Most Famous National Story). N the early days of the eighteenth century a Japanese noble, Kira. Koteuke-no-Suke, grossly affronted a gallant daimio, : no-Kami by name. So vile was this insult that Takumi-no- Kami lost control of his temper and, drawing a dagger, stabbed « TOOVEOLSS2'*: Kotsuke. ‘The biow was not mortal, But, because it had been struck in the, ¥ A Oe An Oath Fulfilled. sacred precincts of the Imperial Palace, the law solemnly decreed that Takumi must kill himself by hara-kiri (a stab in the abdomen); that his fortune be confiscated and his family degraded. The cruel sentence was duly carried out. ‘ Now, among Takum!-no-Kami’s retainers were forty-seven brave and loyal men, who took « mighty oath to avenge their lord's death by Killing Kotsuke-no Suke. They chose as their leader Takumt’s former steward, Oishi Kuranosuke, and promised to be guided by him. ~ ‘There was no chance of getting to their victim at once, For Kotaake thad expected some such move, And he surrounded himself with hundreds of armed guards. So, at the order of Kutanosuke, the forty-seven avengers disappeared, becoming Roning { The Vow of (masteriess men). Some took up one trade, —: ame | | other, One or two became carpenters and maso 3 Vengeance. 2 na to find chance to study the interior of Kotsuke's castle. One of them even married a girl he did not love tn order to steal a plan of the castle, which her father, a builder, happened to own. When word of the Ronins’ dispersal came to Kotsuke, through his spies, he rejoiced. Yet he feared Kuranosuke and had a close watch set upon hie every move, Kuranosuke knew this. He plunged into the lowest dissipa~ tion: was often seen lying dead drunk in gutters, and abandoned himself te every possible vice; When his faithful wife remonstrated with him he di- voreed her and took a younger and less worthy bride. All this was duly reported to Kotsuke by spies. And the nobleman wae now certain he had nothing to fear from any of Takumt’s retainers, So he | relaxed hia vigilance and dismissed most of his guards. One snowy night Kuranosuke summoned his fellow-Ronine and the forty-seven stealthily made their way to Kotsuke's castle. First warning people in the neighboring houses that no harm should befall them, the Ronina broke into the castle, In a fierce hand-to-hand battle they overs | came the few on guard; then they acattered through the castle in search of | Koteuke. He could not be found. At last Kuranosuke wrenched a great picture from the wall, and saw behind it an opening that led inte an inner chamber. His men rushed through the opens ing and presently reappeared, dragging the panio« stricken Kotsuke with them, ‘ Kuranosuke bowed before the prisoner and begged ‘him to commit hara-kirt. Kotsuke had not*the courage to kill himself. ‘@o Kuranosuke seized him by the throat and cut off his head with the same “~ dagger with which Takum! had committed hara-kirl. The forty-seven Ronins next marched in solemn procession to the tomb of Takumi and laid the severed head upon {t as @ votive offering, After which, in obedience tq the law of Japan, they each and all committed haras kirl and were byied at their avenged master’s fect. To this day their resting-place is one of Japan's most hallowed shrines, Mythology a la Mode By Alma Woodward. Coprright, 1015, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), Cupid and Psyche. first year in the business Venus 667 [HE Mad Merry-go-Round on/% Tecord of @ ma Mara” was in ite second month at the Follies Ambassadeur. The critics had pronounced it the proper panacea for the pallid pursuer of pelt (id. est. “the tired business man”), so it played to little paper and much loud raiment throughout the season, In the dainty ballet of “The Mid- night Supper” there appeared as one of the lobsterettes in scarlet silk tights and rhinestone claws, @ little maid called Psyche Malone. Psyche'y beauty was grown on the premises, but it woyld have been cul- tivated to bloom almost unappreci- ated if some temperamental photog- rapher hadn't gone and taken a pic- ture of her attired in @ pair of mili- tary boots, a string of pearls and @ crepe vel. ‘he bizarre costume caught the town, The picture was plastered up in racket shops, hotel newsstands, Fifth Avenue art stores and Sunday supplements. on Psyche Malone was getting more star sapphires and squdre-cut diamonds per minute than the star, Venus de Lido, whose standing was such that she addressed suave, Int national diplomats as “Snookum: It was up to Venus to can Psyche, But what could she do? The manage- ment was getting more free press out of the little broiler than any two- thousand-dollar-a-week star could bring them. And traffic was blocked for at least half an hour after the performance every night by the lim- oust of her admirers. So it was hopeless to try to have her fired. Now, ‘way back in the files of 2 This son had phcedall boda cotsey little thing with and @ horrible habit of ‘inhaling {da water! They called him “ Venus took her son into her dence, She said: “It I could get this little pest ried to some one—any one—the pul would lose interest in her. Get a guy. with some coin, son, and stage age this little wedding for ma. you do tt well enough who knows what there'll be @ brand new wi watch in your stockings at Christ mas.” So Cupid went to take a look, when he saw the little queen he elved @ brilliant plan. Ma bad ie." Why not bim- A taxl, A trip across the river. parson who paid 16 per cent, dividends on matrimonial stock. And a ttle feed of Hamburger steak sarsaparilia at Reotley's That evening when « he was ting ready to go to the theatre announced pompously: “You'll have to chuck the job, T can't have my wife in the = And tater, in the star's room, fifteen minutes before tain, he came into his mother’s ence with his fair young bride on a T did just as you said, Ma,” said. “I got her married to some Me!” And we're going to be ol little children and let you support all our lives!"* The early morning editions read: “Owing to the mudden indispostt of Venus de Lido, her unders ete.” Dollars and Sense By H. J. Barrett. Copyright, 1916, by the Preea Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), “ NE of the most fascinating | co y is to ask if it reads as a O features of commercial life; Slesman talks. If not it fails - ie carry conviction, to me,” sald a wealthy bus | en nid you do if a sales iness man, "is Ats uncertainty. So/entered your office and informed many unforeseen factors enter Into] that he was equipped to write ‘literae the failure or success of a given en- Bee tutte ee enone va Ong, sur BIx~ inder sales forpting that pees always on ele-| shine You'd phone for an allenist “Hardly a day passes but | that wouldn't you? By Sy * LHe “Alliteration has been taboo in ad> theories fare contradicted by {cls |vortising since 1879. An ‘ad’ like the He handed the interviewer a business | Sbove jmpreasea one as belng magasine and pointed to an “ad” in of a high school boy who the classified seotion under the head- herl been commissioned to write c: br ” the general store at Baile: ng, Satter Bpecialista.” It read 88) Corners, it is smart pore e Found! A writer of follow-up |®8d would repel rather than’ at inquiries, “You agree to all that, of course. Hence it will surprise you to hear that its writer has been in the business for a great Many years, that he built one of the largest, if not largest, copy-by-mail concerns in country and that his annual in exceeds $15,000, “That belng the case, it would that Mr. Blankinson can manage exist without suggestions from ute aide.” letters and advertising literature that scinjllate the Scarce, Strong, Sure, Six linder Salesmanship! Want that kind? Write him fully. Ad-Man Blankinson, Kansas City, M “Under all the rules of modern ad- vertising practice that ‘ad’ looms as a horrible example of how not to do it | Ninety-nine out of hundred of the recognized leaders of the profession would unite in condemning it. “One test to apply to advertising eee fell over weakly and burst into tears. | way of the Rangle domicile, and tose Restoratives were applied his charges from him and threw the Counsellor Costigan volunteere1 to} drooping flowers in his face, assist. Mr. Jarr home with Mr,.|_ Then the door was slammed in the Rangie and the now somewhat | Mee of the surprised lawyer, drooping flowers. Counsellor Contl-| bee a eee ar eay porn ‘ been a tople that has since | an found no appropriate poetival) avoided by mutual consent. But } quotation suitable to what followed. |J#" and Mrs. Rangle are agreed An Irate pair of ladies charged at| one matter. If they ever aue for vorce, Counsellor Costigan ‘a Ss , abel