The evening world. Newspaper, December 15, 1915, Page 16

ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. or marsiageteomala 9 7 ted sapefemmachobaled Rom etary, ‘Row. Recond. Matter. tee to ‘The, ‘Hvening| For’ Bnevans tnd the, Continent and "> yaa > yp 4s gli gatel All Countries tm the Taternel = + 68.69’ One Tear... + 80: One Month... +++ INVISIBLE BUT COSTLY. I SENATOR BROWN and his committee are eager to show the| “ NO. 19,839 ity of New York how wretchedly it has bungled its court house | Project, let them go ahoad. Whatever evidence they accumulate on the subject they will never make it appear an argument for putting this city and ite tax- payers at the mercy of up-State legislators who vote for any extrava- gance the major cost of which can be collected from Greater New Work. Two wrongs cannot make a right. The Brown committee eannot transform injustice into necessity. As for the court house muddle, the city for its own good wants the truth about it. There is no court house in sight. Yet it is oost- fing taxpayers $2,100 a day to carry the project in its present sus- state. The engineers made a shocking blunder in originally planning the foundations of the structure where they would interfere qith the subway loop between Manhattan and Brooklyn Bridges. (Additional land was acquired by methods of doubtful constitutionality. {he city seoms likely, as a consequence, to find itself in « tangle of litigation. The ten million dollar court house is still a guess. The thirteen willion dollar site, on the other hand, is a very costly and burden- pome reality. All this because taxpayers’ money is inexhaustible. Few public officials think it worth saving when it comes to real estate and build- fing operations which any private corporation would put through with poonomy and despatch. If a legislative committee can help strike bottom in the court house bog, why bother too much about motives? That the city is bedly served at home can never be a reason why it should be looted from Albany. ay eee When the Ford peace ship returns it might be chartered to take Gov. Whitman's Presidential boom up Salt River. —————_-++=___—__ OVERLOADED THROUGHOUT? CORONER’S JURY thie week reported special findings bused on the death of Ellen Grady, who was asphyxiated in the subway fire at Broadway and Fifty-third Street Jan. 6, of ‘the present year. The findings “censure the Public Service Commission of -his Wietrict for noglect to supervise drilling in the subway east of ‘limes Square, where there are cables.” . “We censure the Interborough Rapid Transit Company,” the re- pert continues, “for allowing its employees to throw in ewitches and girouit breakers which allowed the melting of a ton and a half of metal before they realized that they were endangering the lives of the » It is now nearly a year since this subway fire which came near * pausing the death of scores of persons by suffocation. ‘= In the meantime the Public Service Commission has been sub- footed to an overhauling that is going to make « new body of it. What hes the Interborough done? Short circuits and blowouts pf increasing frequency have demonstrated that when traffic doubles nd old wires are loaded with a strength of current they were never meant to bear, most anything can happen. The more the Interbor- ough crowds its trains the more it crowds its wires and takes chances with its insulation. Is the Interborough meeting heavier traffic with corresponding _penewal of ite cables? Or is everything in the subway overloaded? ‘ —_————_-4 = —____— The protest of the United States Government against the ay Sadhsngaeigg persons from American vessels has been sent It should suffice. st ALWAYS NEW. EB HAVE) discovered the most inveterate novelty in the world. It is snow. Nobody expects it. Nobody knows what to do about it till they see it. Some fell night before last. ‘Iwo of the biggest railroad systems im this part of the country, the New York, New Haven and Hartford and the New York Central, were surprised to a standstill, Unpre- paredness was almost perfect. The Twentieth Century Limited gct fest. It took one train fourteen hours to reach here from Boston. ‘Gemmuters spent half the night in the cars. Never thinking of snow, thousands of laborers in this city during wecent months retired or went to Burope, leaving Commissioner Wetherston to face the unexpected. When it happened he got to- gether as many men a¢ he could who had seen snow before, and in tix or eight days hopes to have the streets clear of it. It was deep| iow, heavy, dense, altogether amazing. Some fell last winter, too—astonishing many. Dollars and Sense w are many methods of| “The getting the maximum of ¢f- fort from inside employees,” the sales manager of a wholesale “The piecework basis of pay- example, But the outside Presents a different prob- Gelling is hard, laborious work, exhausting to one’s vitality and By H. J. Barrett respdns® was surprising, Bales began to increase from an aver- age of $2,000 a day to $200 or $300 in excess of that, By the end of three Wwoeks we were averaging $2,500 day, This meant that each man's sales had increased about $80 daily, My conclusion was that they were calling upon, perhaps, @ dozen ad- ditional customers. In other words, less time was spent in yarning over the counter, and the men were work~ ing right up to 5 o'clock instead of sor. papers be had.” de egtninn Fe SE met Ls The Evening World Daily Magazine. Wednesday. Decembe r 15, By 9 CODSOOOS GOS: 1870, had lost her husband, her father and The triple shock had turned her brain But she had the delusion that she mu servants, docile and apathetic, yet move from her bed. and the soldiers were glad of a place in the madwoman’s house. * Soldier’. Joke, wishes to hia own. vants and learned “Madam, we have had enough of dress and go about your duties as The poor woman looked stupidly word he said. “Answer me, you!" he roared. “You'll be dressed and downstairs to make you obey.” if Madame was out of bed yet. “Alos, sit!" wept the nurse. foot, She is helpless. I beg you will “The Commandant waited to hea: |four of his men. soldier followed carrying her clothes. door the Commandant sald: that will make you glad enough to get forest of Imauville, As soon as the |} The Next $ fast enough.” | She waa in bed. left of her. story, “I—I pray God that ou sm The Woman By Dale D OHAPTER XXIX, Lucile, the By Bide RUN ucross a reformer to-day,” said Lucile, the waltress, as the newspaper man took a seat at the counter in the Iit:le restaurant on Broadway. “Did he try to reform you?" he asked. “Now, hesitate, kid! You know there isn’t nothing about me to re- form. If reformers had to live off people Ike me they’d have about as much chance for happiness as a flea would on a Mexican hairless dog. ‘This one to-day was a school profes- I could see by the books and 66 “Did you get acquainted?” “Oh, sure! He tells me he's been wondering if us waitresses was well enough educated on account of us having to work all the time. He thinks he'll quiz me a little, ao he saya: ‘How's your history?’ “It eounds filp to me. ‘I'll have you know,’ I says, ‘that I'm a woman with a fireside past, Nothing in my his- | tory would spill any red ink on the | newspaper headlines,’ “"Ob, my land!’ he says, ‘You don't understand me, 1 mean are you up in history?” “Well, you know me, kid! Imme- diately I docide to ride to the end of the line, ‘Sure!’ I says. “"Do you know who crossed the Delaware?’ he asks. “1 make up my imind to josh him a Mttle. I let on 1 think it was Napo- eon. “*As I thought,’ he says, ‘You girls don't get time to go to school. Some- thing ought to be done, You're wroug about the Delaware, Napoleon never eaw it’ “Of course, he never,’ I answer, ‘He crossed it at night when it was pitch dark’ Then | hand him one, ‘Was you ever at Delaware Water Yawn? “‘Ha! ha!’ laughs the profe: "You mean Delaware Water Ga) ‘Same thing,’ | says. ‘What's the difference between a yawn and 4 or, wap? “Listen, kid; a big, burly motorman nearby gives out a yawn that I could a-kissed him for, You know how it is when you tell a story, If some guy laughs loud enough you'll lend him money. I slipped the motorman a jece of complimentary ple later, But get back to the professor! “Didn't you ever hear of George Washington?’ he asks, “‘sure,' | says. ‘| knew him weil, “Again he laugha ‘My dear young woman,’ he says, ‘you're wrong—very we paadye meant’ I ask. “You said you knew George Wash- htol’ comes from me. ‘George Moshinnyen was our negro porter bere ree years.’ Regain the motorman laughs. The Copyright, 1915. ty the Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Eve ® school teacher before he took up Waitress Dudley. ng World), portering.’ “Wow, id—right in the eye! skate on his indignation. ‘I'm school teacher,’ he says. 1 ask. George was here. how to teach young Ida to shoot, Bi cold for the winter,’ leaves, $2, so she acts like a true friend.” fresh,’ says the professor to way when men around here.’ Out forming a Waitress’ is over, man. “Sure! man on his way to the sea, An of mine pulled the boat for him," Lucile, 4 © putting it in, in his throat, in his boots or on There may not be anything in mean “business”! him gathering the thorns, boat is like a storm at sea, ofeasor ls a bit fussed. He decides me a little, “Wee George « bright boy?” he oo vers, I anewer, ‘le NOES stastinctiaenen Saturday afternoon. The Professor freezes up until you can “I emulate surprise. ‘Oh, are you?’ Then I say, ‘Gee, but I wish You and him could have a fine time swapping ideas about George is in jall and I understand he's very happy, being away from the The professor takes his check and The cashier, Lizzie, owes me “That red-headed waitress {s too “'¥es,' she replies, ‘we're all that get too talkative oes the professor and the one-act playlet called ‘Re- “Do you really know who crossed the Delaware?” asked the newspaper It was Gen. Ulysses Sher- uncle * wald Reflections of a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland “ ‘OW, my darlings,” said Mrs. N Jarr bilthely, “since you've been so good all week 4/mamma is going to take you down this afternoon to the store to see Santa Claus, and you can tell him what you want for Christmas, and if you are still very good children Santa Claus will bring you what you want. Willie, you want school shoes and a new sult of clothes and a nice necktie, and Emma, you want shoes, too, and a nice Sunday coat and dress and"”—— Here she was interrupted by little Miss Jarr’s antiphony in recital of what that young lady really desired in addition to the appealing apparel in question. “Yes,” Mra. Jarr went on, “when you gee Santa Claus at the store, don't ask him (now, mind!) for a lot of foolleh toys that cost a lot of money and only break and are thrown away, for ft will make Santa Claus very mad, Santa Claus is very poor this ut Couprgnt, 1015, by the Pram Publishing Go, (The New York livening World), Corer like love, ie @ sentimental aeroplane flight to the seventh | heaven—with @ parachute descent, Of course, getting a divorce is more expensive than geiting married. | Taking anything out of pawa, even your heart, naturally costs more than his sleeve, the language of flowers; but at this ex- pensive season violets from any man surely signify “devotion” and orchids When a man follows the primrose path his wife usually walks efter Those little love-spats which are so diverting before marriage are no more like a real domestic row than the swell from a passing excursion No matter how many married men have tried to flirt with her a girl will step calmly up to the altar in the firm belief that she has found the one masculine being on earth, besides Adam, who will never look at another A failure fs usually a man who insists on regarding life ae one tong A girl's beauty may be only skin deep, but her vanity goes clear to the The Jarr Family — By Roy L. McCardell — Copyright, 1915, by the Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York Evening World), | days past had been receiving his little A man in love can never keep track of his heart, It is always elther | | town headquarters—it was so plac- UT things were not all right, in spite of Haskall's declaration that they would be, At least, they were not all right for me. My husband was, if anything, more irri- table than ever, more unreasonable. He spent more time than usual away from home, which meant that he was seldom there—unless we had guests— eacept to sleep. Once when 1 men- tioned it he said he bad been at the otice, and that be wished I wouldn't bother him with questions. I was so worn out with nursing veae® Little Miss Jarr listened with an expression of keen disappointment at this recital of the Santa Clausian poverty. Master Jarr was two years older than his little sister. | him, the lack of sleep, &c., that my Even in his more trustful younger|/own plans were necessarily held in years, when he did believe in Santa| abeyance for « time, But 1 con- stantly bad them in mind, turni Claus, he had noticed that one cer-| 300%. ae oan guns by which tain Santa Claus, stationed at @/ might accomplish my independence. street cornor near by to extort the| 1 often wondered if Haskall's wor: contributions of the charitable,| ried looks, his ORUaHY. err tions, were Cause by busine: an: seoined to be in sufficient funds to! {UiC%, or hud to do with his relations leave his coin kettle ever and anon! with Madelaine Arnott. and enter Gus's. Here he performed) seemed to me the wore piaudible, as there was no retrenchment in our a at that time, terrifying feat in| vousebold expenges, no alteration in the eyes of Master Jarr, peeking im,| jiaskall’s manner of living. by lifting up his gray whiskers to his| We, rather he, accepted invitations forebead, where they stuck out at|and returned them as usual, While @ terrifying angle, upside down, and| Haskall's manner to our guests or our hosts often seemed foreed, 1 soon had DOME erled to Elmer, Gus'’s| nude up my mind that it had noth- bartender: ing to do with business, and all to do “Gimme a slug of the old stuff.” with Miss Arnott. This feeling was perhaps increased as it had been Master Jarr remembered how he had fled from the scene in horror. } some time since any one had mea- From that moment he knew in secre’ The latter | toned her tn my presence, In the pause of waiting to make a further move, @ pause made neces- that he did not believe in Santa) gary by say condition, I gathered my Claus. powers and tried to compel them to So Master Jarr, to humor nhis| My idea During Haskall's illness I had tried in every way to bring a little tender- ness into his treatment of me. A lit- tle consideration—just enough to re- store my faith. mother and his little sister, acompan- ied them to e large store in the neigh- borhood, where Santa Claus for some friends, and answering all proper questions and advising them to tell their parents to buy on the premises, where a complete stock of gifts was on display and prices were lower than elsewhere, Little Miss Jarr chatted excitedly all the way to the store of what she was going to say to Santa Claus and how she was going to say it But arriving at Santa Claus’s up- Mythology ala Mode Diana and Actaeon. ISS DE PINK'S Academy for Young Ladies, on the Hudson, was very select, It guaran- teed to turn out a cabaret-broke, blush-proof, Al fox trotter, with @ negligible amount of finish in the gentle arts of "How to Remove Nico- tine from the Fingertips” and “How to Borrow and Reverse the Charges,” all for three thousand a year per es capefore the war Miss de Pink had had her selectest branch at Lausanne, Switzerland, While there she had made it a compulsory part of the curriculum to roll in the snow, ‘But here on the banks of the Hud- arded on the outside—Iittle Miss Jarr fell into a state of hysterical terror and refused to enter to make her wishes known to the good Saint, and would only enter, and in fear and trembling, after Master Jarr—"not one bit afraid,” Mrs. Jarr afterward is told her husband—waiked boldly in |90% 9%. the saw wae fey On mene and shook hands with Good Saint treatment the young ladies were Nick. Gompelled td plunge into the outdoor This was no great strain on the Pool once & days no matter what the nerves of Master Jarr, as he and| {nthe graduating class Diana Fitch the uptown St. Nicholas were old was undisputed pete Her rep, Sanne aoquaintances, ‘Through is dense! Wit MAslh xed atin, riding. toes; mass of whiskers Master Jarr recog. | & ney christened her “Diana,” nized Lampy John, the porter of the| Her father was rich enough to have store, who many a time and oft had! forgotten bow he made his money, eombated violently with Master Jarr' Her mother er had attained that di ” | height of haute monde where and “the gang.” He gave Master Jarr couldn't identify her husband's face ‘a look of bitter hatred at that young| when she saw it on the street. So gentleman detecting him in such a) you can that Diana's home life Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces Albert Payson VOODGHOOOOVDHODISS Conytaht, 1915, ty the Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York Rrening World), No. 85—THE MAD WQMAN, by Guy de Maupassant. HEY were talking over the horrors of the Franco-Prussian War ot Presently M. d’Endolin, who had sat silent and grit, roused himself from his dark reverie and told this story: In drowsy old Cormeil dwelt a woman who, at twenty-sevem, ‘Then oame the Franco-Prussian War. tachment of Germans captured Cormeil. could not get out of bed. The story amused him. He did not believe ft, So he stamped upstairs to her room and announced: have your clothes brought to you, and I want you to be out of that bed and downstairs by to-morrow morning. When she did not answer he growled: Next morning the gallant Commandant asked the madwoman's nurse “T have told you, she can't move hand or The soldiers tramped to the sick room, picked up the | mattress of the bed with the woman on It and started downstairs, A fifth long as she was allowed to lie in bed it was all she asked. At the front “Since you won't walk of your own accord I think I've hit on a plan The grinning Prussian soldiers carried the mattress out of the house into the bitter cold of the streets and thence out of the town to the nearby There they set down tho mattres beside it and went back to Cormet!, the Commandant chuckling: But she did not. mattress in the forest while the enow drifted over her. That was all she cared about. A year later 4’Endolin on a stroll through the woods found what wae But the wolves had found her first: “I brought back her bones for decent burial,” he ended his gruesome Covrright. 1915, by the Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York Brening World), Copyright, 1915, ty the Prem Wublishing Co, (The New York Brening Terhune POGDOGSODOO her new-born child, all in one month. She was not violent nor dangerous, jst stay In bed for the rest of her life, And in bed she stayed for the next fifteen years, waited on by her still firmly believing she could net And in December of 1870 a de ‘The weather was horribly cold to rest and get warm. They were as signed to various of the more comfortable houses throughout the town. The German Commandant and eleven of his men quartered themselves . ‘They heard of the woman in bed upstaing, and), they wondered what was the matter with her, The Commandant was a loud-mouthed, pig-headed. beast who was forever trying to bend other peoplele Ho made inquiries from the ser- about the woman's belief that she this nonsense. You can get up and well as anybody else. I'm going to Do you hear me?” at him. She could not understand @ to-morrow morning or I'll find « way ‘nota r no more, He shouted an order to . The invalid made no protest, As up and take a nice long walk.” placed the clothes cold begins to sting her she'll walk Contentedly she lay there on her ay er be forced to look upon wart” Who Dared rfummond But in vain! Not a single appre Glative word did he speaks not once did he show the slightest considera- tion for me, even though for days nights I had scarcely left his While he was very, ill I neither thought of it nor expected it, but dur- ing his slow convalescence when he Would allow no one else to walt upon him, I looked in vain for any thought of my comfort—or health. “Can't James sit with you Haskell?” I asked one afternoon I could scarcely keep my eyes opea, fo! I'l no clumsy man fuss t me get a nurse then to re ve me," I begged, “I am so wora out. I can’t keep up much longer Mm atreia.” “I see myself paying @ nursa when I have a strong, healthy wife wis has never earned her salt!” he stormed, ately, but the long weeks Haskall would have broken dee woman, especially one unacci to hard work, I said no more, how- ever, and continued to do best tu one day when I fell on the floop @ faint. “You are not to study nor read. Keep one gents 4@ much es you @ every day the doctor said toll of my collapse, the first day Haskell his tliness. dres: door had fainted. And sleep I did. For I did little elee. Then as my a came back I drove in the par! maining out until the obill would send me back Uttle attention to the kall was at home more than usual, or that he quiet when there. I was best to get well might perfect my the first of the year. (To Be Continued). By Alma Wi 82) Fae E we plunge, when a face appeared above the evergreen hedge. It had on tom tolseshell-rimmed windshields and @ “these-premises-to-let” expressl jana evoke her patron prying youth inte & poor petrified stag? Did she run and hide behind a withered blade of grass? Not on your fifth reel! She crossed her fingers and _ shouted: “Fens! I saw him first! He belongs to me. Come on over.” He told them that his father Professor of dead, half-dead comatose languages in a famous unt- serslty, They Ay ay ho shot ive @ ni mi an to down, T Diana and ber nyauie ze bathed his temples with essence white orchids, fed him crystal! bells of valley lilies and read to him from “Jingles of svanese Jezebel” in asbestos binding, : “pianal” he mursured roma y. “Diana, twin of Apollo, daught of Lato; Diana—the moon-goddeust “You've got me wrong, old dear,” cooed she, between of a per fumed cigarette, “Di sistor of Sidney, daughter of looked aces the other side of h ° of-a-sealed. You But, close Girls, my opti it." And Diana undulated orie: ward the house, humming: elle Me humillating position. It was only hu- | ¥8s irreproachable. vias aw (india in Master Jerr to eneer, Re- eilic divi: wee par Rpacorey og Oy ‘Put Him to 8k ii et] pot ik lab Wl ’