The evening world. Newspaper, December 8, 1915, Page 18

ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Published Daily Except Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Nos, 63 to $3 Park Row, New York. RALPH PULITZOR, Presidont, 62 Park Row. J. ANGUS SHAW, Treasuror. 68 Park Row, JOSHPH PULITZER, Jr, Secretary, 6 Park Row, Entered at tho Post-Office at New York as Second-Clace Matter. jon Rates to The Evening| For England an@ the Continent and World for the United States All Countries in the International and Canada, Postal Union. One Year.... + $8.60 One Tear. “ + @ ‘One Month. + _.30' One Month. DRIVE THEM OUT. \V ITH that part of the President’s message which urges the need of drastic measures to counteract the “poison of dis- oy ’ all true Americans are in accord. The “ugly: dm@ incredible” fact that citizens of the United States, “born under other flags but welcomed under our generous naturalization laws to the full freedom and opportunity of America,” have nevertheless plotted against the country’s peace, sought to dis- rupt its industry, destroy its property and make a mock of its neu- trality has become patent to all persons and parties, Because we never expected or foresaw this sort of treachery we find ourselves unprepared to deal with it, As the President says, “America never witnessed anything like it before.” Hardly a day passes that it does not shock us and stir our indignation afresh as it shows its sinister workings in some new disturbance of our public and private concerns, With its threats, its warnings, its contempt for our lawe and in- fringement of our rights, its conspiracies in high places, ite bomb out- Tages and incendiariems, it is intolerable. Yet we have no adequate Federal laws by means of which we can grapple with and destroy it. To enact such laws at the earliest possible moment is a duty the President earnestly urges upon Congress. Can factions, parties or sects divide over that duty? On the contrary, if there is anything upon which Congress shotld at once unite without the intrusion of a single party consideration, and with the support of all good citizens in every corner of the country, it is the prompt passage of laws which shall help to drive out the plotters and intriguers and preserve America for Americans. Nobody doubts now that Evening World predictions bear- ing on the Public Service Commission are sound. We are here with another; Watch for eighty-cent gas in Bouth Brooklyn. It's coming. —_————+ +. BLAME THE WAR. W':: the average citizen heare that $1,285,867,808—the big- gest outlay ever asked of an American Congress in ume of peace—is what Uncle Sam is likely to need to carry him handily through another year, the first thought that arises is: Blame abe war. Of the $170,853,000 increase over last year’s total appropriations more than $116,000,000 is for direct expenditures upon army and navy. Full plans for preparedness will call for at least $160,000'600 more than was spent upon these two branches of the service last year. “Blame the war.” A good many stiff bills in other departments of the Government will have to be thus indorsed. Not a single eatab- lishment, it appears, can get along without more money than was given it last year. Clerical forces, inspectors, examiners, collectors, eto—all need to be increased. Many bureaus—the Secret Service, the Investigation Bureau and the Department of Justice, for example —ocan readily show that the war has greatly added to the work ex- pected of them. The State Department has good reason to feel it may be called upon to handle a vast amount of extra business before peace reclaims the world. Rural free mail delivery, we are glad to note, is a cheering excep- tion. The worst Europe can do apparently does not menace it. Post- master-General Burleson thinks he can conduct this branch of the P. O.'service for $48,500,000—$4,500,000 less than he asked for last time. Public buildings and pensions are other items that show decreases. Department totals soar, nevertheless. A few years ago a billion dollar programme would have made the country stare. Now it is way above a billion and a quarter, yet everybody is more than half prepared for it. The war has been in progress sixteen months. Americans have seen it for the colossal horror it is. They have seen how even from a distance it can touch, trouble and menace the even tenor of their in- dustry and peace. When they contemplate its contingencies they are not inclined to begrudge money to an administration upon which they depend to keep the flag flying wherever the law and honor of the ‘United States must be upheld. Why doesn’t the United States seek my recall?” asks Am. bassador von Bernstorff. ‘The United States Government endeavors to perform neces- sary acts in strictly logical sequence. It will omit none. Hits From Sharp Wits. ‘Once upon a time a woman by a mirror and didn't look at her- self.” “Once upon a time a woman went to the theatre and didn't pow- der her nose before leaving.”—Macon Uttle triage News. AL ae mite of a gount, just reflect, thie dog that life] ‘There are people who wouldn't ad- me! igh 4 yet —Toledo Blade, | mit that they were happy if happiness real, ee were to break out aii over them, like ‘£44 Met of impossible happenings: course of time the world gets ute cent ns erm ae woman telling it what it should about this and that, you don't believ: the measles. \Dollars and Sense w ww ByH. J. Barrett Copyright, 1918, by the Pres Loma pia a! York Brening World), Practice in Advertising. carry weight. But argu- igh a engineer| ents dealing with smoothness of - tare pe.) oberation, aimpitelty, limitless capac takes countless borings before De | ity, &c,, proved to be most potent. ginning the erection of a great ae a so naeaoence the actual cam- ‘wall so the competent} Palgn, not a line of which has yet ap. rata edna and retests ale| Peared, will be executed with a an proposition before expending large tainty and precision which would have been Impossible without the ald ums on the actual campaign. ‘Tho results the preliminary ex- of this advance information. It will approach the 100 per cent. efficiency, periments conducted with a view to insuring the success of a Vigorous na~ One experimenter Inseried a full. tional campaign on @ certain brand page “ad” in a certain magazin obtained 100 replies. Later he inserted of filing cabinets have just come to the writer's desk two half pages at different timos in ‘Ten pieces of copy were prepared, the same medium, the "ad" by = voted to the same’ subject, binialies ese resulted In 142 repli«: euch piece being mailed to a separate] of forty-two om an oqual loveseaeee Met of prospects. Certain pleces) But who can say but that the tine the proved to be productive of far greater|jatver “ads were inserted was better results than others, An analysis of] suited to the marketing of the article the most successful pieces disclosed! advertised? And perhaps repetition certain sales arguments] helped in the latter instance, which were missing in the less suc-| ‘These experiments are useful as tn. @essiul copy. dicating tendenoles, but not as as- It developed, tablished laws. Deductive as well as inductive reaso: will always enter ipto advertising for The Evening World — By Roy L. HE Jarr family was gathered around the hospitable board that fairly groaned with viands, as the rural news- papers would say. At least, there was corned beef and cabbage for dinner, which appealed to Mr. Jarr. “I tell you there's nothing like home, sweet home, after all,” remarked Mr. Jarr, as he Mached for the mustard. At this point Master Jarr dropped his knife on the floor, and Mra. Jarr gave relief to her feelings by iumpart- ing @ resounding slap to the careless young gentleman, “I don't want any cabbage,” sald the little Jarr girl; “1 don’t like it!" “You'll eat what's set before you,” declared the maternal disciplinarian, “If you don't eat your cabbage you can't have any pie.” ‘There was no pie, and the little girl knew it. There was rice pudding, which was not very popular with little Miss Jarr, So she pushed away her plate, “Don't worry about the child,” sald | Mr. Jerr. “There you go!” exclaimed Mrs. Jarr. “What good does it do for me to try to correct the children when you uphold them in everything they do%" “Oh, cheer up, my dear, and get some joy out of life.” Jh, I'd be happy enough if you wouldn't uphold the children and en- courage them,” remarked Mrs, Jarr, “Look!” exclaimed Master Jarr, “Einma has epilled the salt.” “That's the sign of a fight,” whim- pered Mrs. Jarr, “You naughty, care- less girl, you should be more careful at the table, Hold out your hand til I emack 1 But the little girl put her hands behind her and commenced to cry. “Bhe'll be good, It was an acctl- dent,’ sald Mr, Jarr, And then, aee- ing her mother had no intention of applying the correction she had threatened, the little girl took heart and brought her hands tnto view, “Lodk at your hands!" exclaimed Mre. Jarr. “Little girls shouldn't come to the table with hands like that.” At this remark Master Jarr be- trayed himself by thrusting bis hands into his pockets, Noting this, Mrs, Jarr insisted on inspecting them, ‘They were as #mall boys’ hands generally are, But Mra. Jarr evince! surprise as well as in. ‘nation, “Both of you children leave the table and wash your hands!" she cried, _| After they were gone Mrs, Jerr re- Daily Magazine, Wednesda Don’t Forget the Corners! The Jarr Family McCardell Copyright, 1915, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World), marked again that the children would behave themselves if Mr. Jarr did hot encourage them both in such things, “T don't see why it is our children should be different from other chil- dren,” ventured Mr. Jarr. “I used to forget to wash my hands when I was a child.” “The Tushington children never come to the table with dirty hands,” said Mrs, Jarr, “They eat in the nursery with the nursery governoss, and they are as neat as wax." “And they look like v .x," said Mr. Jarr. “What's the use of having children !f they eat In the nursery? Refiections By Helen always says “Here's how!" How dear to my heart fs the ways manages to recover sufficiently He was really surprised that he gave a Bachelor Girl No matter how surprised a man may be when a girl accepts him he al-| Onprrteht, 191 by HOR taht wets, By JH. Cassel y. December 8, 1915 ' Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune GOODS The | O00 PIOODOSGS @ | Coprright, 1915, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World), | No, 83.—THE STATUE-DEMON; by Prosper Merimee. DE PEYREHORAD®E was grubbing out the roots of a dead olive tree in the orchard of his home at [lle (in the Catalan region ¢ of France) when he found a statue buried beneath the old tree. Calling his servants, he had the statue listed to the level of |the ground. It was a life size bronze image of Venus with silver eyes, and it evidently dated back to the days when anclent Rome ruled France, Om the statue's fair face was a look of malicious deviltry that appalled the laborers. At the pedestal’s base was a Latin inscription: “Let those who love me beware!” As the workmen were lifting the image it keeled over backward and fell on one of the laborers, breaking his leg in such a way as to make him lame for life. Acoldent after accident followed this mishap. Pious folk wanted the finder to have the bronze statue cast as @ {church bell. He laughed at their superstition and declared that the | Venus should continue to adorn his garden. So at the edge of the tennis court it was set up near the front door of the house. |___M. de Peyrehorade had one son, an athletic young fellow, Alphonse by name, whose engagement to a pretty girl in the neighborhood had just been Orman ge, announced. Alphonse was proud of his father’s wealth and The Bronze H of his own social position in the village. So {nstead of get~ Enchantress ¢ ting an ordinary gold wedding ring for his marriage cere« ownnnnn> mony, he procured one that was thickly set with diamonds, | wed looking for a #afe place to leave it untt! image of Venus. He alipped the ring statue's left hand and wenteen playing. bent )young man. He was like that when first he put the ring on His bewllderment was tinged with This ring arrived from the jeweller a day or two before the date for the ding and just as Alphonse was beginning a game of tennis, ring on his little finger for safekeeping. But tt was tight and hurt him. 8a, le put the 1 the end of the game, he noticed the on the outstretched forefinger of the Later, when he went to remove the ring, he found the statue's finger in such a way that the circlet would not come off, ‘This puzzled the quite certain that the bronze finger had not been curved it. old fables of mythology days—fables ) alarm ae he tugged vainly to Pd \away the diamond ctrciet, He recalled ve-—tanias Placing rings on the fingers of their Unable to get back the trin’ -t an Alphonse proceeded to get very drunk |room, Presently a scream of anguish jeure of a mighty vise had crushed the | Ons $A Weird } | Betrothal. cast into a bell for the Ie church, \ Conpright, 1918, by the | } Haskal! said as he came! | jin. “I met Lucknow and| told him we would dine| Lucile, the Waitress By Bide Copyright, 1015, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New Yerk Prening World), “a F there's one person 1 de- spise more than anybody else,” said Lucile, the waitress, in the little restaurant on Broadway, as the newspaperman picked up the bill of fare, “it's the Wise one who thinks the world won't know he went nursery. “Edward Ja at your hands: “It's only a little Ink,” mumbled Mr. Jarr. “Honest, it's anly ‘nk But he arose abashed and joined the children at thelr ablutions. Mrs, Jarr smiled to herself after he had departed. ‘L think he'll never grow up,” ald softly to herself. | “Hpo'll be she cried. “Look she st ll If I could afford it I wouldn't have ala boy when he !s bald-hénaded,” of Rowland Copyright, 1918, by the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Bening World), LAS! it 1s so hard to find just that happy medium between the kind «joc* meant A of husband who always says grace before dinner and the kind who | old-fashioned Christmas— ‘The Christmas “at home” where the dream-spirits dwell! ihe simple, the snow-bound, The Christmas of which all the magazines tell! | gthe mad, merry Christmas— after marriage to convince her that her the chance. Household hint: The best lubricant with which to loosen up a hus-| band's pockets at this psychological moment is a little good old-fashioned soft @oap. house, ventilation, No, Clarice, a man’s attempt to lure you beneath the mistletoe is not half #0 often an Indication of his desire to kiss you as of bis desire to see if he can, A wife's love, like charity, is warranted to stretch over a multitude of sins, but it snaps, at the first strain on her vanity, Incompatibility may be entirely a difference of opinion in the matter of You can hate a person just ax intensely for keeping you in a continual draught as for keeping you in continual hot water, It may be considered bad luck to give a man a pair of slippers “for fear he may walk away,” but don't fancy that it follows that giving him a pair of cuff links means he will “stay put.” | — -—— wi enone <a You can train a husband to turn out the hall lights, wipe his feet on } the mat and wear a dinner coat, but you can never make him learn to put his cigarette ashes in an ash receiver so long as there is a perfectly good | rug, ® pink damask pin tray, a potted palm or @ fern dish around the ~ with him, No need to tog up. We are wearing business clothes.” “Very well,” I answered, almost to astonished to speak. I couldn't understand Haskall. He would be ab- eededl metal it 1 treated are with courtesy; then wou their hospitality, — eee Dudley. to school unless he spills his know!- edge.” AE a very Sorex eps dinner, “What's wrong now?" asked the Ay AL ASrgah t rageti ler Aewepaperman, seen him for some time. He excused himself tmmediately he had finished his dinner, not waiting for the cof- fee, pleading a business engagement, Of course he had no opportunity to give directions as to what | should do the remainder of the evening, “You'll see that Mrs. Borroughs reaches home all right?” he said per- functorily as he rose from the table, “Certainly, with pleasure,” Eric re- sponded, and the simple response brought a moment of joy to me, We went directly home, I remem- bered it was James's night off, so in- vited Eric in. And once again I spent 4 long, happy evening with Bric Lucknow, When Haskall came in Erle had been gone for some time. But I was still sitting in the library before the grate fre. Something must hi an- noyed Haskall, for be was particu. larly brutal in his talk, and at last flung out an insulting remark anent Eric Lucknow, whose guest he had been, then went upstairs. Then—all in a moment—I realized that I loved Eric Lucknow. With the realization came a certain shame, How could I, a married woman, love another than my husband? It wasn’t “Oh, nothing much, only there was a muy in here a while ago who got my goat, I'll admit it, He sits right next to where you're at and the first thing he says to me ts have I seen a hamlet, or something like that, I don't let none of them jeopardize me, so I says yes—that my uncle's got a lot of them on his farm, “"*Whaddyo meu?’ he rambles on, ‘What is a hamlet? “'A little pig, I says. ‘Now out out the Kidding stuff and pick out your poison. I haven't got all day to hang around here and answer your riddles,’ “He begins to laugh, ‘Say,’ says, ‘don't you know that "Hi is a play?" “Well, air, my memory comes to my rescue, kid. I recollect that it was ‘Hamil that somebody wrote for Eddie Foy, the well known actor and family man, ‘Oh, yes,’ ‘that's the musical thing they pu ie Boy into, Excuse me! I thought you he miet'* In the soft earth outside the house were two sets of , Ing, one returning—that led to the py the cruelly smiling bronze atatue of V That is all—except that ® yielded to his friends’ entreaties and had the The Woman Who Darcd By Date Drummond that told how mortals had unwittingly betrothed themselves tc deities by statues, id ashamed to tell what he had done, and then went to bed. | That night heavy steps were heard climbing the stairs and entering his rang through the bouse and the same heavy steps were heard descending the stairs, Old M, vey into his son's room, followed by a scared servant, | * veyrenorade rushed Across the threshold, fully dressed, lay Alphonse—stone dead, a~ Pression of horror on his fnce, Bonide him on the floor lay th. diamond ring, Around the dead man's body was a great bruise, as though the press life out of him, tootsteps—one go- stal whercon stood Us, ken father now bronze figure the hearth uf Poo Publishing Co, (Tae New York Eveuing W M, CHAPTER XXVI, {some time before my dress table. ta URRY up and get dresned,*| Wis that lappy, Mushed face mini? f Were those eyes with joy in thelr depths my dull, sad eyes? 1 down my hair and let it fall ove ae shoulders in childish abandon, 1 revelled in my beauty, not because I cared particularly that baton tit but because ‘of en pica ell, are you going to = ing yourself all night?" * eaketl called, and at once all the Joy of my new love fell from me, M: represented all that was "cold, ena Hitherto se ise, coe barrier to jossibly mi! beea mine in the future, es Dave “I'm coming directly," 1 ied, then put out the lignt ‘ana undre tn the dark. I did not want to catel even another glimpse of myself, Tn the morning I again allowed a self to think of the man I loved. heart beat madly as I thought of ing him, for I knew that no mat how I tried to avoid meeting him would be impossible. We knew the same people, were invited to the same affairs. But, as always, I was {4 of the low my- conventions. 1 would self to continue to feel, to think, SeT put on my things and went to see Mrs. Larkin, Her cheerful, wholesome na- ture was always a haven of rest to me when my soul was troubled, when I was beating against the bara of my unhappiness that bent but never PrOne thing troubled ne thing troubled me as slowly home. Mrs, Larkin haa tinted that Haskall might be troubled financial matters. She was conversant ep ne Breads business and to an astonishing extent with business of the Street, ‘oul it be possible th jaskanl was Involved? T dism act the idea with a smile at my foolishness. Was he not a millionaire? And had meant a little pig. You see, when I went to sobool the past participle, ‘lite’ when coupled onto the bind end of the word. Th see, We get ‘hamlet,’ meaning bam,’ or ae pig “*Listen,' he says. ‘You wrong, Lucile, You mean a sums set 4 past participle, I say to you ‘Have you seen piiamlec® * Now that don't tnean nk you set digg ce y en a little pig, | “You see, kid, he had the - re the pronoun and didn’t prnlles They can't none of them get me on| mmar. I just had to grin, Listen, friend!’ I ‘You're skidding, You got no grammar at all in your make-up, and yet you'd have me think you're a McGuffey'’s Sixth Keader, or something like that. You ought to study verbs, and good verby, too, Then you'd know whether or not ‘Hamlet’ Is @ play or a little pig, Tho) yerb ly the whole thing if it's trans. | pouslble, {t wasn't right ‘When I went to my room I eat for Copyright, 1015, by Sine ONE told me the other day) that there are so many applica- tions for jobs in the movies that one agency alone interviews five hun- dred a day. You know, it's discourag- ing to belong to a profession so over- stocked that you can't even get a headache for an hour for fear that! they'll find @ satisfactory substitute and can you. And if any more legitimate shows fail and spill stars on us, I'm go- that tlme T bad him all mixeg |ing to resign; take # course In pot-| . You're wrong about that suffix | walloping, and get & real job for “let,” be saya. ‘Suppose we take the| thirty & month. word “out.” Does un outlet mean @| ‘These take-me-homes of the drama | little out?’ »t my Angora the minute they enter “Ho thought he had me, but 1/ fit audio. fumillated him again, ‘Sure,’ I says,! ‘fhat's what happened the other ‘If you got an outlet for your money | day. A joke, named Cecil de Tree, a you'll likely soon be a littie out |JLondon ‘dol, arrived froni the other Whew!" he says. ‘I feel like 'm|gide under two-thousand-a-week going to fain Contract, “It you do,’ I says, ‘order eggs, ang| Cecil had done Ibsen, Hauptmann | I'll bring you two.” and all those other gitly batty) “Catch the drift, kid? ‘Bring bim| guys for years: 1it, His! two’ goes double, Well, he did order | fuce suxcested Moravian eggs, and I fetched bim a couple that | mouse-hound. Wore would a’ brought him out of "most! tis hair was tvo lung and bi any faint, The last I seen on him he| ners were in the last stages of was arguing witb the cashier about | ness. faded, mans i loot things in general, includings eggs,” He was put in a pleture called “Tho! “You're pretty good at grammar, | Heart of the Moon ight” in six ree aren't you?” said the newspaperman. |) wos cast for rdventure Taclie sintied, "Listen, kid, she! light his way te the “Down-and On sald, “T don't know much about it Club.” Just outside the entrane at all. But T seen he didn’t, neither, is supposed to wake up, realize wi Recollect that old saying: ‘Him who a lqwdown trick I'd played him, and bluffs firat <utts best?’ Well, there do a little choke act, with me as the ere, 1 just beat him to" @enter of gravity, 4, e any business troubles would economized? sn ie (To Be Continued.) Mollie of the Movies. By Alma Woodward , Press Publishing Co, i Be Cll, Of course, used to these hfgn- row * plays for go many years, Cecil didn’ dew, “Ho ‘started out ‘by eet tee round me, like I was a he res few steps he'd stop muses; then he'd walk ore yoes Inclined to vertigo anyway, , dizzy watching him. You can ine it's kind of @ nervous job wines for a guy to get th: i » I co iM complained to the director, 1 Mr, Thompson, atter ho chokes met Enh? wig “Rat waslon on my face will withes aay dic before he remembers Tm here So Thompson lit into him, Hi told him to can the passeparoue ‘effect and try to ag like @ brute, not like " ne delegate, " inded him that this was a cheno not a deinonstration of rubber nec eae: and he coved a few othe und he eooe w other Uttle pleag- wound up with the old ee “Rea int We want rea And Cecil went tu tt but he was hy Ke at onl” werd down! That bloke choke ways for Sundus! 1 couldn't Ly : My lily-white throat ie cout looking Mke @ ras when he got ns we splte—that's all "py inv intnd that they , ‘wn Interpretation on ‘ v1 NOW oF withont a word aii TL Won't give @ worry if « 2 ett! gh bank at the’ head of au brass ban ive: : tried to promote Pag Art it’ around and bit me! Nevermana _ ©