The evening world. Newspaper, December 1, 1915, Page 16

Re, ee } The Evening World Daily Magazine, Ww ednes Wir, Che Borld, PSTARLISHDD BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Published Dally Except Sunday by the Presse 63 Park Kow, New RALPH PULITZIR, President, 61, Park, Row. ’ 4 surer, 68 Park Ror JOsHPH SuLrrZen, re coaretary, 6 Park Row, 9,825 Surecription Rater "te ie ronan] For Poriang and. the Continént and ‘World for the United Gtetes All Countries tn the International | and Canada. Postal Union v4 One Yoar....+++. One Year.. One Month. oe. $01 One Month THE TEST THAT TELLS. 7 F THEY have got the goods on McCall he will have to go; if I they haven’t he won’t,” declares Gov. Whitman, “I am going to decide this case myself.” Always remembering, we hope, whose case it ts. Always remembering that the real and ultimate complainant {s the public of this State and city. Always remembering that the trust which Mr. McCall has be- trayed is in many respects the most important the people of New York ever established for their protection. When the Public Service Commissions baw went into operation eight years ago there was no shadow of doubt for whose benefit it was to be administered or whose hopes were behind it. It was to enforce ‘pon corporations obligations of “reasonable, impartial and adequate service” toward the public and to conserve public safety and con- venience. To what sort of men were such powers to be delegated? Let us again remind Gov. Whitman, in the words of Gov. Hughes: ‘Mea owing no allegiance to any special interest, unembar- reseed by either financial or political obligation, who will devote themselves with a single purpose to the protection of the rights of the people. A just and serviceable test. It was conceived in the interest of the public. It was to endure in the interest of the public. In the interest of the public can Gov. Whitman see any present reason to die card or alter it? Tf not, there can be but one decision in the case of the Public against Edward E. MoCall. _ an « ship full ef desperate peacemakers reach port « Peace ship? a NEGLECTED BROADWAY. HEAT has happened to the celebrated asphalt plant main- tained by the Borough of Manhattan? The wretched condition of the pavement on Broadway, hetween Forty-sixth and Fifty-ninth Streets, to which The Evening World hws. called attention, is an ugly example of exactly the ort of evil the much heralded borough asphalt producer was guaranteed to remedy. Worn and ragged streets were to be promptly patched and repatched until euch time as they could be repaved throughout. Yet this important section of much travelled roadway connecting the busi est centres of the city is full of ruts, holes and jagged cobblestone fill- ings. It endangere treffic and hurts property owners. In its present state it would disgrace a one-horee town. We wonder why it is that whenever « gas, telephone or electrio light company is allowed—asually at ite own convenience—to tear up an asphalted street, a jumble of sagging cobblestones is considered sufficient to cover the refilled excavation for weeks or even months, until the city gets around to relaying the whole roadway? It is the usual thing after a job of street excavating to find the spot marked three weeks later by a ragged hole of sunken cobbles deep enough to break a horse’s leg. Subway digging disrupted miles of streets almost beyond endur- ance. Why add to the mess by letting other pavements lie for months a ruin of ruts and ragged oobble work? Will Borough President Marks explain what « municipal asphalt plant is for? eS Look before you cross the strest is now law. Common @ense hee been occasionally thus honored. _ * AMERICAN TOYS FROM JAPAN. ITH the approach of Christmas there has been no little curi- esity as to how much the scarcity of French and German toys would be felt by American shoppers and whether American toy manufacturers have made the most of their oppor- One fact ecems to be pretty generally reported. Nobod: ahead of the Japanese, a Monthe ago the toy makers of Japan must have seen their chance. As « result Santa Clans will deliver « surprising number of Jepanese Playthings to youngsters hereabouts. Japanese, however, only in the of powder on the farms. and various other dealer helps. ae, for digging powder for ditches, roads, &c.; blo ‘ soiling and —are as “western” and up to date as any that have been found in Whether it be a twenty thousand ton mail steamship or a jump- Jearned business from us, Who says they haven’t bettered the in- Dollars and Sense w efficacy of what is called “cre-| demand for its product, oonchuded to Creative advertising is that which tised with the well-founded desire react to the advertiser in particular ducted by a cement manufacturing 00d roads, which has now attained crops and orchards, &c. of cement, And the major portion of sense of being made by Japanese hands. The toys th city shops in recent years. In many cases only the Japanese lettering ing jack, the Japanese to-day find ont what is wanted and have the struction? Conyright, 1915, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Mrening World), ative advertising” has come to is designed to increase the general that a lurge proportion of the benefit Ove example of this type of adver- company. This company's efforts such impetus, Construction of good this increased consumption naturally emselves—ships, steamboats, trains, soldiers that shoot at targets, even building blocks on box or wrapper suggests the origin of the toy. article on hand at the critical time and place. They acknowledge they —_—_—_ eee URING the past few years the) depression would greatly ourtall the be appreciated consumption of the article adver- resulting to the trade as @ whole will tising ix that of a con- have contributed to the agitation for reads means increased consumption reverts to the concern responsible for “Why, yes," continued Mra, Jarr, agitation, had it not embarked u; thie _cre- ’ 101i a certain powdé company, | ative campaign, showed a gross in-| “Mrs. Kittingly told me, with tears that the general business | crease of fm ber eyes, that her alimony is w ByH. J. Barrett embark upon a creative campaign | for the purpose of extending the use Its campaign involved the liberal use of space in agricultural media, a folder descriptive of an elaborate edu- cationa] booklet, the booklet itself The folder was distributed to the farmers by the country dealers, and upon the recipient's filling out and returning the inclosed post card he was entitled to receive the booklet, latter explained how to use post holes, wing up stumps, eub- propering ground for The result was that the powder company's annual sales instead of de- creasing, as would have been the case — By Roy L. sf thinking about marrying again,” said Mrs. Jarr. “You know her maid left her and she's been getting her meals in restau- Fants and she told me she’s getting awful tired of it, even if she never bas to pay for her dinner } -cause she bas several gentiemen friends who are doing splendidly in war stocks tm Wall Street.” “What's the little blond lady's kktok about dining out if the check isa paid for by her gentlemen friends | evercome by the present boom in Wall Street? The food must be rich and the surroundings pleasant for the little blond lady, eh, what?” “Oh, dear,” said Mrs, Jarre, “some- times Mrs. Kittingly puszies me, Bhe comes home at all hours in @ taxi-~ cab, But who am I that I should criticise? She tella me with tears in ber eyes that her life has been blighted and the whole wor). misun. Gerstands ber, I know she is talked about, but I do believe she is more sinned against than sinning, as the Bible says.” “I don't remember that the quota- tom is from the authority you cite,” remarked Mr, Jerr, “But be that as it may, I have noticed that all families have a friend er @ relative whose moral pulobritude they are compelled ‘to attest. Ours seems to be the little blond iady, Mre, Kittingly. The Stryvers have « rich uncle who has made his money in cruel quackery, whom they say ts a maligned man. John Rangle hae an aunt that's a shoplifter, and he declares it i# an obsession and the aunt ls more to be pitied than censured—especially when she gave some of the more valuable things she stole to his wife, and they had to go to court.” “Well, you can't say that Mrs. Kit- tingly is anything lke those people!” Mr, Jarr was going to repeat that every family bad its pet moral sus- pect and Mrs, Kittingly was theirs, but tact silenced him, and Mrs, Jarr went on: “Yes, Mrs, Kittingly says she will either marry again or else go into moving pictures as an actress, be- cause you know she does take a beau- tiful photograph. And anyway she says that there is no place in the world for a lone woman, depending solely upon her alimony and her con- sclentiousness—that no matter what the world may say, she knows tn her ‘heart that her conduct ts beyond re- proach,” “That's too bad.” SS FARA aiapamaaapem ieee day, December 1. “corneasmnamenioam marnoe 2" 1915' “Well! Here’s Lookin’ at Ye!” sta! By J. H. Cassel waTight. 1018, oy Thg Press Tr COP ae New Tork teeming World) ray The Jarr Family MeCardell— Coperight, 1015, by the Prem Pubiiebing Co, (The New York Brening World), DO believe Mre, Kittingly 1#| wholly inadequate, because the styles | 44 are getting more expensive all the time, and while she hates to give up ber independence, she must either marry again or go to work.” “But I thought she had been mar- ried several times to fiends in hu- man form and got alimony from several of them?” ventured Mr, Jarr, “Now, that's just how people ex- aggorate!” deciared Mrs. Jarr. “She's been married only to two brutes that she gets alimony from, she told me #0 herself. And one of them de- ceived her grossly by the way he dressed, and he was only a salesman on commission and had no regular income, she told me, and the judge only sentenced him to pay her five dollars a week. Now he is @ collector for an instalment furniture house, and it's a small world after all.” world after all?" queried Mr, Jarr. “Why,” explained Mrs. Jarr, “he ta the collector for the very inetal- ment house Mrs. Kittingly pays five dollare a week to on some of her Refiections A swering and consider just how much he is under hypnotic influence, you reach a girl's house seem a lot there, kiss will sometimes sweeten « girl's Billie Burke and Lillian Russell all woman to “baby.” “What do you mean, it's @ amall’ a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland Coprright, 1018, by the Prem Publishing Os, (The New York Evening World). KISS is something like @ cocktail; it always requires a “chaser.” When a wite asks her husband how much he joves her, at this psychological season, he ts apt to thrust his hand in his pocket before an- Feminine styles are ridiculous, of course; but it took men something over @ hundred years to discover that a boiled shirt didn’t have to be put on over the head, like a motherbubbard wrapper. Don't take a man’s love for granted, because it never is “granted.” has to be filched from him, when he 4s off guard, or wrung from him, when “Love” is that psychological condition which makes the half hour before One lump of sugar will sweeten a whole can of skimmed milk, and one Where, oh where, is the eweet, old-fashioned husband who expected one good black Sunday coat and one good wife to last him a lifetime? LD you enjoy that new play you went to last night? I asked « friend recently. ie wae « oharming performance. The drama had a well furniture. Bo when he calls for his money, she just tells him ‘Pay it with my money!’ So, as Mrs, Kit- tingly saya, she absolutely never gots & cent from him.” “But she gets the five dollars.” “and 1 do pity her,” continued Mrs. Jarz, “for Mrs. Kittingly told me that she just aa well might be married, really, aa to put up with the way that this man uses Improper nouns when ehe makes him pay for ‘the instalments with her alimony.” “Improper nouns?” repeated Mr, J Yes,” said Mra Jarr, ‘swearing. Mre. Kittingly eaye the way he swears would make people believe | ne was still her husband instead of only @ business caller.” of he can AFFORD to love her. It longer than the five hours you remain whole day. A woman's idea of @ “good photograph” is one that looks lke her and at the same time, The bigger the man the more of Bim there ts for every iMttle two-by-four Everyday Perplexities By Andre Dupont Coperight, 1016, by the Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York Dreaing World), Constructed plot, the roles were ex- Cellently cast and the stage settings Were delightful. And yet,” she added with @ aigh, “I didn’t enjoy it.” “What more can you ask?" I in- quired, wondering what made her so unreasonable, “I would ask to be allowed to Listen in peace to what goes on upon the stage and not be driven almost to dis- traction by people whispering right behind me. There was a man who had evidently seen the play before and he kept telling his companion just what wes going to happen next. It eo an- noyed me I thought I should go crazy. I turned around and glared at him once or twice, but it only made him | lower hia voice to a hissing whisper that was worse than ever. “Then just as the first act was well under way and a scene was being en- acted that had much to do with the proper understanding of what came after, three people who had seats well im the center of our row came in; and of course everybody had to got up. I dropped my program and my fan and by the time I had found them again IT had missed a great dea) that was said and so I didn’t quite understand @ lot of things that came after.” Now, I think this experience of my friend is far from being an exceptional case, It is one that occurs much too frequently. Of course I know that arriving at the theatre after the per- formance has begun i# oacasionally an unavoidable mishap, but very fre- quently it could be avoided just as well as not, and simply arises from thoughbtlessness in not starting in ume. But while it is often only thoughtlessness that causes us to be late to the theatre, the effect of such actions is very selfish, for it disturbs any number of people—not only those in the row where the seats are, but also overs tasy sitting behind, by cutting off the view of the stage at what may be some of the most excit- ing moments of the performance. Another annoyance that people sometimes perpetrate at the theatre is to pass candy while the actors are on the stage. This always makes o rattle and crackle in getting the pieces out of the box, and too often a munching noise while it is being consumed, at the play (and it is no longer con- sidered in the best of taste), wait until intermission between the act and then you can enjoy it without annoying anybody, Don't talk about the play during the performance. In fact, don't talk at all except between the acts, Sometimes le are rather pus- zied about who shall follow directly after the usher when looking for the seats, The most correct socal ob- servance is for the escort to give the seat checks to the usher and then, | bi back, allow the lady to pre- ita down the aisle and be the firet to enter the seat. But if, for’ any reason, no be found the man goes ahead of his comp: and bunts for the gente, jon ae aeeR ARE ROEG IO TOOITTOIAEOSTTITOOSSIOS POROOODOSU 5 & ® 8 OF ning Worltt, ‘The Stories Of Stories By Albert Paysou Terhune [SOO COO OOOO SOOO OOL 1518))21819) }OOOOOOHOOOD NO. 80.—THE FALSE GEMS; by Guy de Maupassant. ANTIN was a clerk in a Paris office on a salary of $700 @ year. | His young wife was very pretty, very charming, very childlike, altogether adorable. And Lantin worshipped her. Their mare The wife was a wonderful little housekeeper in spite of her obildish ways, She managed Lantin’s small salary so cleverly that they lived income, Not only that, but the wife was able to save a little of her house- keeping money each week to buy trinkets for herself. a necklace of big imitation pearls she had bought for $1.76. evening she showed him a gorgeous rhinestone ring; agaly « faa® Sapphire- Lantin id not like this, He told her so. Ho said that false gems were in bad taste and that such a mass of mock Jewelry looked A Girl’ Odd Fad. Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces Copyright, 1018, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Pr He had married the orphaned daughter of a poor country doctor. ried life was ideally happy. in better style than did most of thetr friends who had three times as much For tnstance, one evening Lantin came home to find her playing with and-omorald brooch and then two paste bracelets, ~~ ridiculous on a poor man’s wife. But she was so childishly — delighted with her flashy gewgaws that he did not have the heart to forbid her continuing to buy them, On a rainy day the girl-wife caught a heavy cold. If you must eat candy | Pneumonia eet in. A week later she Lantin was heartbroken. He had ‘was piteous, that he wae dead broke. The salary to live so comfortably, was no longer He was not a good manager. hia wife's collection of paste jewelry. thought he might possibly get for it t “From $2,400 to $3,000," answered Lantin snatched the neckl of the shop, muttering: “The fool! from paste!” "I know that necklace well,” said was to be delivered to a Mme. Lantin | back for $3,600." Lantin etared at him a long time 1; “I have other gems which I rece buy them?” The jeweller assented. In an ho the whole collection. For the “rhinest: brooch $2,800, for the bracelets $7,000, ‘With $30,000 in his pockets Lantt, signed his job, sayin friend at dinner that ceived an $80,000 toga His heartbroken The Price le Paid. tuous woman with a violent temper. OHAPTER XXII, TER Clara and her baby be- came lost to me, I seemed again to be without an in- d A terest in life. I had not seen Eric Lucknow for ome time. I had not thought much about him while I ~vas busy with | Clara and the baby, But now I found myself thinking about him and often wished to see bim. Haskali had wold me he would not be at home for dinner. I asked to be allowed to meet him somewhere down- town and dine, but be refused me | brusquely. # I sat alone in the darkening afternoon after a dreary | day 1 wished some one would come in, ‘Then as if in answer to my thoughts the telephone rang. Eric Lucknow’s voice startied me. “What are you and Mr. Borroughs going to do this evening?” he asked. “Won't you walve all ceremony and dine with me if you have nothing bet- ter to do?” “I'm very sorry,” I told him, “but Mr. Borroughs is not ai not be at home until late.” “Then you are alone?” “Yes.” ou are not go- ou ar to little lady, alone. Vil be after you in just half an hour.” While I hestated as to whether I | should accept or not he called “Good- by!" and hung up the receiver, so dis- posing of the matter for me. Eric was @ little late in coming for me, and I boned, up and down the drawing room, thinking of the eventa of the past month. Then I wondered ‘if Haskall would be angry with me for going out. I had left a note for him telling him where I was and with |whom. He might come in and wish N the nineteen years of their married life Pop had never varied more than ten min- { utes, either way, in coming home time—six-thirty. Ma looked at the clock. It registered six- fifty. ‘There was Delmontco steak for dinner, smothered in fresh mush- rooms, The steak was going to get all cooked out and tasteless (at thirty-five a pound, too) and the |mushroomas would keep on shrinking and get blacker and tougher than licorice chewing gum. Ma's thoughts were busy with all the whoop-la things Pop could pos- sibly be doing. Whenever she be- came worked up to a certain piteh she resorted to the telephone, "Give me Spring 0091, please,” (two |minute pause), “Oh, they don't ans- wer, Thank you. I suppose every- body's gone home, Central, give me | Riverside 12006, Hello, Abby—say, Abby, I'm SO Worrled! It's eight minutes to seven and Milton isn't home yet. Why, Abby, you KNOW he always gets home at half-past.” Ma shrieked at the top of her b- | lungs and let the receiver dangle in mid r, as she rushed to catch the attered object that tottered over the threshold, Ma rushed to the transmitter, “Ob, Abby,” she wailed, “it's Mil- ton, He's been in a horrible accident! He hasn't the strength to tell me about & vet, In desperation he looked about for something to sell, He felt as though he was selling a dead baby So by way of a beginning he took the pearl necklace to a jeweller, Hy Owns and drove to his employer's office, The Woman Who Dared By Dale Drummond Congright, 1015, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), Ob yea, come over M nay, died. adored his lively little wife, His grief It turned his hatr white, All night long he would lie weeping, But presently he was roused from his transports of sorrow by the fact that had enabled his wife and himself enough to pay for Lantin’s own eup- Bills came avalanching down on him. And he thought of Surely It must be worth a few dollars. toys. he original $1.76 it had cost. “What In this worth?" he asked he jeweller, the man after examining it. 6 from the jeweller’s hand and stamped out He carried the necklace to a famous jeweller in the Rue de In Paix, the jeweller. “I sold it for $4,000, in the Rue des Martyr, It T will take it in blank silence, then said very slowly: ived from the same source. Wil you ur Lantin was back at the shop with one" solitaire he received $8,000, for the And #0 on, in left the jeweller’s, He hailed a cab There he promptly re- he had just inherited $60,000, To a night he announced that he had re- cy. Then he went on a spree. anguish over tis wife's desth had chanyed to a calm contempt for hur memory, Six months Jater Lantin married again, His second wife was a very vir~ She made him very unhappy. to join us, I told him. I cowld not hetp a feeling of elation in spite of my fears of his disapproval, It would ad goed to fo. oat with Bric, so nt from the dreai had so dreaded, inne! T opened the door myself when he rang. I blushed as I thought tt waa not worth while to let James see him. But I might have saved myself the thought and the trouble. Standing beside him when I opened the door was a lovely woman about fifty years old, whom he introduced as his sister, She had been the reason for the in- formal invitation, he explained, as she had only arrived that afternoon, “Do come in,” I said, after an- swering their greetings, not sure that T was pleased that some one else was going to share my evening with Bric, yet relieved to know that now Has- kall could have no cause to object to m going. , thank you,” Eric replied; am late a is. T walted tor ara Barrett (his sister), and as I reserved a table we better go right along.” I made no further objections, and ill] We drove at once to the Manning. The dining room was full, and we were shown to the table Eric had reserved in the furthest corner of the room. The dinner was delicious. Erlo and his sister were charming. T felt that Perhaps life was worth living after all. We were sipping our coffee when a. couple higaes Mag caught my eye. I had just explained the Treason, as he had gtven it to me, of Haskall!'s Inability to be with us. But surely that looked like Haskal in evening clothes, IT thought, as T glimpsed a man rising from a table on the other side of the room. But where had hi Ler a wee was with bim? see his companion’: but from her helght, her carriage, was sure it was Madelaine Arnott, ¢ Be Continued.) Pop’s Mutual Motor By Alma \oodward. Copyright, 1018, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York [voving World) you want to, but [ there's anything you Hon’t “Haw did ft know as n do," happesi, darily how did it happen?” Nia “wa WA hee knees before her defaced spouse. Wan there Wreck on the subway? id you get run over by an mobile? Did you full down the ele. yeu StePS? “Did a madman attack “I got sick of readin Rot wading all this stuff,” Pop manipulated his foaane with difficulty, “lt it's a $200 eur they have the wall to advertise that ade of 18-kirat materia £0 50,000 miles on a soda cracker ta & pint of clam juice, and will help the children when ‘they're toothing--eaie kind of dope as a $6,000 bus. fm tain thot that's selling goods under ining goods under false pres 8, Yes—go On!" urged M “So L'went up to tell the age this new tug at $108.50, fy oh peor Jervis, what I thought, But," added Pop, moaning shrilly “no one told me beforehand that this guy used to be fullback on the Yale team— with him—and that he has a pull with the a his beat that'll allow him m eryan innocent party and get |@sey with itt “Nevertheless, I repeat,” proclaimed Pop, embracing the first-aid mee injured case, "I repoat that the 58 18 the shell game of mobile busine: to-day!" And there was no one to say bom y He t@ @ professional jeweller and yet he can't tell geme »