The evening world. Newspaper, December 30, 1915, Page 12

eovercignty, to submit to correction from a Government of govern- Wow THOMAS MOTT OSBORNE may be indicted. He the hip.” a ET a The Evenin ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITERR. Ported Dally Beret Sunday vy whe Freee Fulpietiog Company, Nos, V8 to ITZ!) President, Park Row. sont PELRIA Se erads She hee, al rm Offic York Becond-Clase Matte: Orheeription hates to The bre sine For England and the Contt Wrerld for the United States All Countries in the Tnternational . a) > end Caneda. Postal Union. ORT a4 oe ese One Teas. 30 One Month VOLUME 56.. MOBILIZE THE IDLE. EPORTS from, many quarters indicate that a labor famine is more than a possibility. Factories in this vicinity find it in- creasingly hard to fill gaps in their working forces. Nor is it ekilled labor only that shows a shortage. Lifters, car- riers, diggers also begin to he scarce. At the time of the recent snowfall Commissioner Fetherston found difficulty in getting shov- elers enough because so many unskilled workers had either found steady work or gone beck to Europe. Immigration since the begin- ning of the war has dwindled to almost nothing. For the first time fm years jobs ere looking for men. ‘Where ere the idiers and malingerers? Here is a chance to put them to work and test thom out. The old whine that the flood of foreign labor crowds out the native worker and drives him to idleness vagrancy wil! presently cease to do service. It looks as if Ameri- labor were to have a big slice of the opportunity it is always pro- fessing to want. If a labor famine is imminent the first thing to do is to mobilize the bread lines and the lodging house regulars. A SUPER-SOVEREIGNTY? R. ROOT puts his finger on the great weakness of international M law as a compelling force when he says: Laws to be obeyed must have sanctions behind them; that {a to say, violations of them must be followed by punish- ment. That punishment must be caused by power superior to the lawbreaker; ft cannot consist merely in the possibility of being defeated in a conflict with an enemy. There’s the rub. The power citizens of community, State or! nation set over them to keep order is a delegated power stronger than any individual. The individuals who create that power and submit to it do so because their common interests immensely outweigh their antagonisms. Can it ever be so between nations? Can differences, born of | race, geography, tradition, temperament, be subordinated to a point | where national impulse to violence will be curbed even as is the im-| pulse of an individua’ to cripple an offensive neighbor by beating him up? The pride of every nation is its sovercignty, ita independence, its right to maintain and preserve its honor. To many it will seem incon- ceiveble that a nation should consent to delegate part of its own ments. Public opinion, upon which Mr. Root rests so much hope, is itself | curiously and jealously national. Can he count on it? | + | THE CASE OF MR. OSBORNE. | may be removed. But when all the circumstances are considered, this 4 long way from saying that Mr. Osborne is guilty of the offenses} with which he is charged, or that he is not, despite his mistakes, the} best Wardep Sing Sing ever had. The forces that have worked to dislodge Mr. Osborne from his position of usefulness inspire neither confidence nor respect. The whole campaign against the Warden has looked too much like political gang worl, Dr, Rudolf Diedling, who “investigated” Sing Sing for the prison authorities at Albany, gave his case away when he said: “V've got Warden Osborne where I want him. T’ve got him on There is a thing called antecedent probability. Applied to the situation at Sing Sing it is bound to make Mr. Osborne look much more like a persecufed man than a guilty one, His enemies have not gone to work the right way to convince anybody of anything but their | own hang-dog determination to hound Mr. Osborne out of office. Which, up to the present moment, is as far as the public sees reason to advance its conclusions, eeeu aniopsiics THE MORE THE BETTER. Speaking at the festival which brought to a close this week the Park Playground season of 1915, Park Commissioner Ward dwelt on the “strong bodies, ideas of fair play and team work" developed in coming citizens by the olty playgrounds which The Evening World took the lead in extending. He might have urged the more direct benefit. Plenty of playgrounds not only help to make good citizens. They give children hereabouts a better chance of Iving long enough to become citizens. Death and accident in the traffic crammed streets of this city lay @ cruel toll upon children. Fifty-one per cent. of the 320 persons killed by motor vehicles In New York City streets during the last leven months were children under sixteen years of age. Youngsters have a right to play. In the streets they cannot be expected to exercise the same care and caution as their elders. Safe places for healthy out of door activity are city children's due. ‘Traffic perils have increased until they present a most se rious and pressing problem. As one step toward solving it, let New York safeguard its children by multiplying its play centres. Hits From Sharp Wits. A man who practices what be would It has been correctly diagnosed that an — — By Roy L. T the stables of Mr. Rafferty, ] the contractor, the team of dapple grays that Mr. Berry, the undertaker, con- templated purchasing 80 impressed the gentleman that Mr. Jarr (who was to get a commission on the sale) felt highly elated with the thought that his commission of 25 per cent. would make the trans- action a profitable one to him. Then he remembered that, by covenant with Mr. Berry, he was to turn back the cash commission to Mr. Berry and receive preferred stock in a projected mausoleum enterprise for it. But as Mr. Rafferty left them for a moment to pursue a frightened host- ler with a bale stick and fearful im- precation, because of some minor sin of omission or commission in his duty as stableman, Mr. Berry took occasion to whisper in Mr, Jarr's ear, “This is the lucky day for you, Mr. Jarr," he said, “This is a fine pair of horses, apparently, and I have to pay a big price for them, as your friend does not seem anxious to sell them. The more I pay, the bigger your commission will be—in stock of the ‘Compartment Mausoleums, In- corporated.’ Mr. Jarr felt an assured income, “But it's too bad you have to pay so heavily for them,” sald Mr, Jarr with a twinge of conscience. “Oh, that's all right," replied Mr, Berry urbanely. “I think I can pre- sent the mausoleum project so con- vincingly to your friend that he will let me have them for stock—the 7 per cent. Preferred, with which goes, as a bonus, one share of Common with every share of Preferred--the Pre- ferred being accumulative”-—- “But [don’t think he'll take stock,” interrupted Mr. Jarr, “you know Ri ferty isn’t anxious to sell the horses, and won't sell them unless he gets his price, “We will not worry about that,” said Mr. Berry, “He'll sell the horses, all right. If.he did not intend to eell them, if ho was not 80 anxious to sell preach needn't preaca much. & woman makes her husband give her Sats al) What she wants most as a Christmas A man's excuse that he was driven | present and then gives him as a pres- to drink is just as poor as any other ent what she wants ~~Ma- that he could make.~Albany Journal. | con "News, BA We GRR eee Consert| never has been needed Ono of the most difficult thi: ¥ oie Fellows.—Omaha World| the world to do is to read a pewepaper ert aie {is Seubteaan ts teatann wie Cote eee eo ool lo the man who te Love at firet sight usually paves the | talking to You--Pittsburgh Sune” way for'a lot of figdsight thin, °° Sis Deaf persons have strange abtiity “No man,” wrote Carlyle, “who has) hear what is desired to be kept Born once heartily and wholly laughed can | them, be altogether irreciaimably bad.” Wish es + 6 he had gone into the subject a little A man who is really henpecked must deeper given his opinion of the|be the kind of man who doesn't de- fellow who laughs loudest at his own | serve anything better.—Albany Jour+ Jokes, le, pal, them, he would not be so insulting about it. Besides, where are we now? We are in your friend's stable, where the horses are. ,If he was not anxtous to sell them he would not have brought us here,” And Mr, Berry smiled greasily. A feeling of impending il! dampened Mr. Jarr’s hitherto cheerful ardor. He looked at the surly countenance of the returning Rafferty, and then glanced at the smug lineaments of the undertaker, A premonition that, no matter what happened, hé, Ed- ward Jarr, = McCardell — Copyright, 1916, by the Pres Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), Upper millstone of the canny contrace tor and the nether one of the cun- ning undertaker, filled all bis soul with dread, For a brief moment he regretted that, dazzled and seduced by the ruling passion of civilization to “sharp shoot,” that is, to pick up some easy money tn commissions, he was being drawn into a deal, as an (Innocent bystander turned into go- between where Greek was joined with Greek! But the grim mask of the Rafferterlan countenance reas- sured him. Every harsh line itn the contractor's business face spoke cash and cash only. He take stock in a mausoleum project—even if he wero: to build mausoleums? Mr. Jarr felt that the idea was preposterous, But he was to live and learn. Requested to name his price in case the dapple grays were purchased, Mr. Rafferty named a figure that as- tounded Mr. Jarr, prepared as the latter was for frengied finance in horseflesh and mausoleum securities, ¢ World Daily Magazine, Thursday, Decem | { Covmriaht, I’ may be just silly imagination, of course, but somehow we've always fancied that the man who wears & plain gold band just like his wife's wedding ring on his third finger, where she wears hers, doesn’t dast ave much to say for himself around he house. We think it was some time in No- vember, 1897, that we first made the “If they are what I want, not quarrel about the price, Mr. Berry biandly. “But of course you will let me try them out?” “Ot course,” grunvbled Rafferty. “Very well,” said the undertaker, “I will try them out to-morrow, Mr. Jarr, will you attend?” It sounded like a professional invi- tation, but Mr. Jarr had a wild idea that if Rafferty got cash he might insist on half cash and the rest in stock, and in a fatal moment he con- sented to be present at the tryout of the dapple grays. ® | Everyday Resolutions By Sophie Irene Loeb. Copyright, 1916, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), JEW YEAR may come and New Year may go but res- olutions go on forever, The same people will ring out the old resolution and ring in the new one. The bad habit will be sworn off this January and may- hap sworn in again next June, ‘The mistake of yesterday will be “bravely” transplanted by the “never again” of to-morrow. Yet there is something to be said for the resolution that is not limited to the personal ¢lement alone. Whether you wave old nicotine aside im the final amoke on Dec. 81 or drink your last drop with the dawn of a New Year's morning--whether solemnly swear to walk the “straight and narrow” or decide to crawl out of your shell and be human—all these things jnainly affect the individual represented by tho first personal pro- payee") But the great big resolution that never fails 1s the one that is bred in the bone by EVERYDAY PRAC. TICE and concerns everyday thing Such decisions, firmly kept, build strong the foundation of character and self reliance that no new year can alter or time efface, A few of these homely, simplo resolutions may be summed up an follows: Be sure you have peace on your In borrowing money from a friend borrow no more than you would wish to lend. Don't let your family-in-law legis- late your family life, Remember that your wife was once bel sweetheart and has not forgot- en. In practicing woman's rights out- sido your home see that there is no delicatessen dinner there to proclaim man's wrongs. If your sweetheart has jilted you, know that common clay is found in other forms and the same potter molded them all. * Make the water wagon do express service, stopp! only at 1917, instead of being @ local that stops at every corner. Resolve to believe your mirror in- stead of your “friends.” Do not forget your poor relations while basking in the smiles of your rich friends, Don't heap coals of fire on an as- bestos head. Keep from harping on your new re- ligion to your old mother who lives in the faith of her forefathers. Learn the fact that being a good husband does not mean only being a “good provider,” Do not forget plain sister at home while you are lavishing atten- tions on some otber fellow’s sister, Realize that many a small bank account has often avoided large tro! own hearthstone before you preach it abroad. See that your conclusions are really sound rather than sound real. Raed every letter twice before you te would be between the send . bles. In choosing a lawyer look for the peacemaker rather than the money- maker. And, above all, remember that it ta leap year—and look before you leap, So Wags the World ty the Press Publishing (The York remark that we were going to save up and buy a fur overcoat for our- self some time after the first of the approaching year, when fur overcoats would be selling about half price. made the same observation along in November every year singe. But the fur coat eludes us, although we know in our heart of hearts that we'd be taken for @ sure enough ac-! tor by a lot of folks if we had one, | Easter gifts come next, and then «wet ready for Arbor Day gifts. | | It doesn't make much difference when you're forty-five; but when you're twenty, with a mind running riet with Aspasias and Zenobias and sich, you get a hard io when you aeé | a girl with a face like a flower at-| tacking with ferocity a beefsteak | asphyxiated with onions, A woman of fifty wearing tassels on her shoes somehow makes us think of a man of eighty wearing a crimson necktie, It doesn't really pay, when you hold | out $5 or eo of the salary on the wife, | to account for the pinch-out by tell- | ing her you loaned it to Jim Bome- body or other—the first name you ean think of. Because, for ten or fifteen years afterward, she'll prod you awake in the middle of the night, | every time she's wakeful, and ask you tithes ate Somebody loafer has come rough with that loa: re not, why not? Be ae When you pay a visit to a town that you quit living in about fifteen years ago, and observe how old-look. ing the gang of your own age have become in the interval, you're bound | to peer sort o' closely into the glass when you get back and wonder {f you've just been kidding yourself | along that you're still a young feller, Wo wish we could erg'atn selves why we Just naghilly tee | the man who is deserihed to us by the women folks as having such pair. | fee'ly lovely table manners, When we see a pretty movie actress flashed on the screen for about one. fourteenth of a second—{t seams that short, anyhow—in Annette Kellermann bathing toxs we can't help wondering why the film director permitted her to wear regular clothes for rest of the performance, bid Another sign that you're forty te when you fee! sort of flattered and set up when a fapper of eighteen at- tempts to stake you to the M, Pickford eye, salad We could name, Kind of dress In which schoolgiris of eighteen look prettier and less bloway than in basketball bloomers, offhand, several Winter sports were never intended for the kind of a girl who gets blue- nosed !f she but lifts the lid of the foe box to get the bottle of milk. It's only natural, we presume, eon- sidering our late-Victorian rearing, but whenever we read about the twelfth Earl of somewhere being wounded at the front, we wonder if he was belted” or not, F \ bert 30, 1915. Sayings of Mrs. Solomon By Helen Rowland “Verily, I am no longer ‘IT.’ “Lo, once dameels fled before me and men followed after me, and I known in the Land for my Fascinatt halo, my wedding ring was the insignia of my prowess. “My Wisdom and mine Experience, they were my Invinefble “Men eald of me: “ ‘Behold! she is caviar to the you “A bas the bread-and-butter mai without giggling and entertaining without gushing. MEN.’ Yea, she is an ‘Eternal Mystery. She is the Spice of Life.’ “But, behold, it hath come to pass thet the Debutante hath @eeketh to Beat Me at Mine Own Game. “Lo, she Knoweth it ALL, and there is nothing concerning whereof she fs not ‘WISH.’ “She can give her mother ‘pointers,’ and her grandmother fs simple Babe beside her. “She hath the youth of the ‘Chicken’ and the knowledge of the Dent, the slenderness of Sixteen and he sitteth not back in a dim cei “She telleth all the latest jokes; She discusseth the eex problem play; “She hath forgotten HOW to giggle. “She painteth her face as with house paint, and her hair is gilded much fine gold. Her kisses are composed of lip rouge and patchoull, — “She is 8O obvious, “She puffeth a cigarette with the sangfroid of a college boy; she playeth her ankles and is proud OF it. “Her frocks are lower than her ideals. She maketh me to look Wee} PRUDE. “Go to! If a WIDOW is as ‘vintage’—yea, she is headier than a pousse café. “Lo, I shall sit at her feet and | ‘Thing beside her. And what do my widow's weeds profit me, eave to @ vertise me as a Has Been? “Verily, verily, I will return unto my Kindergarten and leave the Rij | Fields to the Debutante. “For WHAT chance hath an tnnocent, unsovaisticated Widow besld one of these?” Selah! { How Men’s C Copyright, 1916, by the Prese Publishing Co, (The New York Evening Work), No. 10—Lingerle. OATS have a long and honorable history; trousers once were al- most a moral {ssue; and men have been wearing hata since the flood. But there Is mighty little tra- | dition behind men's lingerie; it’s very: very modern. Our respected fore- fathers put up a very gorgeous front, but there wasn’t much beneath it- When one of ‘em got wet and went to change his clothes, he'd take off his coat, his shirt and his long hose, and call the job about done. This 1s what they call tho good old times, when no fortunes were made tn soap and cities didn't spend $200,000,000 on water supplies. ‘They had to drink some water occasionally, of course, but a far as ts other uses were concerned t ‘© was lacking what {8 known the personal touch. the laundry bills of the Percy tamil 170 strong, and who were just about the leaders in tho real limousine set, only totalled $10 a year. Of course, this was before our old friend “high cost of living’ put such a big dent in at you could get for a dollar, bu Mrwiuhave to be conceded that the Peroya didn't throw thelr money away in this direction and that there was precious little nourishment in being a washerwoman (the wife of Henry’ of Navarre, by the way, washed her hauds only once a week. This was oftener than many of the women of her time gave thelr hands path). 8 ae of us can remember the sharp as 0 In the time of Henry VIII. Coprright, 1016, ty the Pres Publishing Os, (The New York Evening World), ‘ae Wail of a Widow, which ts “Alas, alas!” saith the Widow, “feed me with flattery and oti me with pleasant fibs, for I am out of tune, | “Yea, my DAY ie done, and I can no longer decetve myself, For DEBUTANTE hath arisen and cast me down from my pedestal, Mrs, Solomon's; lons. My crepe vetl glorified mq ing and champagne to the eld iden! For a WIDOW can She ‘und the Experience of Thirty-tx. rner, and blushing fe unknown te she chatteth of the newest he readeth the spicy magazines, champagne, the Debutante is ot | dor 1 in tat det learn of her, 4 lothes Began and merciless struggle that follow¢ the inva: of our falr coumuy | thas Product of the offate Oriana € pajama. The night shirt strongly trenched itself and hurled volleys ¢ ridicule and clouds of humor at the advancing foe, a not seem possible that any! d).nlace the older garment in the a fections of the populace. It was thing sacred to the A fathe For cnerations, attired in a skimp white robe from beneath which bi shins and knobby feet protruded, F had walked the floor at night etrivin to appease a yelping infant, But alo for tradition! Before the growiy craze for luxury, the night shirt wer down to complete, but not unmourne efeat. ne sock, useful, of course, te foolish looking bit of work at beat. | got its real stort in life shortly aft Beau Brummell taught men to Wes long trousers. Its ancestor was old trunk hose, the form-fitting ment that used to show off so & man's pipe-stem legs and — | four-inch waist, They didn’t begin | knit things, tt seems, until about fifteenth century. Before that they made stockings out of cloth, King Henry VIIL, who was such natty dresser that you can’t he writing about him, had some ma¢ out of Spanish silk that he thougt a lot of. He used to wear them ¢ holidays and whenever he happeme to get married, Taking it by and large, one of thos old time cities must have been prett lonesome without any of those bj ads showing the haughty young m¢ in the various Yrands of “athletic stuff that makes you cooler in euq mer than @ trip to Coney Island. Wit, Wisdom and Philosophy THE SICK ROOM, ROM the crowded theatre to the sick chamber, from the nolse, the glare, the keen delight to the loneliness, the darkness, the dul- ness and the pain there ts but one step; a sudden illness not only puts a stop to the career of our triumphs and agreeable sensations, but blots out all recolleotion of and desire for them. We lose the relish of enjoyment Our bodieg are confined to our beds, nor can our thoughts wantonly de- tach themselves and take the road to pleasure, but turn back with doubt and loadsing at the faint evanescent phantom which has usurped its place. |The misery is that we cannot con- coive anything beyond or better than present evil. tage certainties of the mind dreamlike, our souls are conquered, dismayed, “cooped and cabined in and thrown with the lumber of our corporeal frames in one corner of neglected and solitary room, We hide ourselves and everything else, nor oes one ray of comfort peep through the blanket of the dark to give us nerPe teel only the present pain and an impotent longing to be quit of It This were indeed “a consummation devoutly to be wished,” in this wo are indeed inexorable, all else Is im- pertinent and folly, and could we but obtain ease at any price we think we could forswear all other joys and all other sorrows. All other things but our disorder and its cure seem less than nothing and vanity. It as- sumes a palpable form. All other things but pain appear to have lost their pith and power to interest. ‘This is the reason of the Yine res- olutions we sometimes form in such cases and of the vast superiority of the sick bed to the pomps and van- {tles of the world. We easily re- nounce wine when we have nothing but the taste of physic in our mouths; the rich banquet tempts us not when our very gorge rises, It is amazing how little effect phys- are | by William Haslitt. {cal suffering or local otret have upon the mind except are subject to their immediate enc While the impression they are everything, when it they are nothing. We toss tal ble about in a sick bed; we Me our right side, we then change to left; we stretch ourselves on our we turn on our faces, We Wrap selves under the clothes to exel the cold, we throw them off to the heat and suffocation, We the pillow fn agony, we fling oursel out of bed, we walk up and down t! room with hasty and feeble steps, return to bed, We are worn out wit fatigue and pain, we can get no pose for the one nor intermission We seem wedded to our disease “hfe and death in — dispro met." We make new efforts, try expedients, but nothing appears shake {t off or promise relief from grim foe. Every moment Js es mal as we can bear, and there seems § end to our lingering tortures, We think our last hour has come, feverishly wish i te grt an and to t scene. We deny the use of tn toto, We have a full pers that all doctors are mad or kna\ that our object t# to gain relief theirs, out of the perverstty of nature, to prevent It, We abuse druggist, rail at the nurse; we even angry at all those who give us encouragement, as if would make us dupes or children, might seek release by poison, or sword, but we have not of mind enough. When——~ Lo, @ change comes, the spell fal off and the next moment we forget @ that has happened to us. No moon does our disorder turn its back upd us than we laugh at ft, the state w have been tn sounds like @ table, | dream, health is the order of the daj strength !s ours do jure and de and we discard all uncalled for ev, dence to the contrary with @ smile ¢ contemptuous incredullty, just throw our physlo bottles out window. I see a golden light shine the white window curtain on the posite walls, the dawn of « new day, the other. ‘