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Men Who Fail # «Set #& By J. H. Cassel Bstaptisimp RY JoserH puLrrzen. 4 tees le Nt , Nos, Daily Except Supsay, by #e Pres Publientag ‘Company, ‘reasurer. | ANGUS SHAW, PULITZER, Jr, Secre' Post-Office at New York as Second-Class Matter. 0 The Evening| or England and the Continent and nited States al corn the International ,, Union. 63.60 One Tear. 80: One Moni BOWOUIUME 56... 000. ccc ccsccccssssecccccccseveee NO. 19,865 THE NEW HAVEN TRIAL. HE jury who spent some fifty hours trying to agree on a ver- dict in the trial of the New Maven directors seem to have) decided finally that the best they could hope to do would be @ job of elimination. Of the eleven defendants they acquitted six’ and agreed to disagree as to the remaining five. But they showed a fine discrimination: The five were Mesers. Rockefeller, Pratt, Brooker, Ledyard and Robbins. These are, on the whole, the most important of the gentlemen charged with con-| spiring to monopolize the transportation facilities of New England. Prosecuting attorneys for the Government make haste to assure us! the five will be tried again. { The trial just concluded is estimated to have cost the Govern-! nent $200,000. 1t has cost the defense more than twice that sum.! If ite results are not altogether worth the money, let nobody say it) has been in vain. Directors, not only of railroads but of all sorts of corporations, | have watched the New Haven trial with profound interest. Reflec-| tions and resolves of the greatest benefit to the country must have, becn born of their observations. | We understand several of the New Haven defendants have ex-| pressed an intention of resigning at the first opportunity from the] boards of public utility companies in which they are interested for| “fear something of a similar sort may overtake them again. Many| of tuese gentlemen are probably too confirmed in their habits to | is | President, 63 63 Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson T eo G ® Copyright, 1916, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), No. 94—A FISHING TRIP, By Guy de Maupassant. ‘I was in January, 1871, when France was at its last gasp and an iron ring of Prussians encircled Paris, Two men in the stricken and besieged French capital bad special reasons of their own for hating the siege. It kept them from going fishing. The two were Morissot the watchmaker and Sauvage, who kept a no tions shop. They were dear friends. Every holiday in peace times they had gone to Colombes, just outside the cily, and there had sat solemnly, side by side, on the bank of the Seine, fishing from dawn to dark. The war had stopped all that, and the two friends grieved. Then one balmy January morning during the slege it occurred to them to ask the commandant of the French outposts nearest Colombes for per- mission to fish at the old place. Colombes was just then In a stretch of unoccupied country between the French and German lines, ‘I'he commandant saw no good reason to forbid the two old fellows from fishing there. So ho gave them @ pass, Out they started gayly, fishing tacklo in hand. And presently they were seated in great contentment among the willow bushes on the river bank, Morissot caught the first fish, A minute later Sauvage caught one. ‘Then 3’ * in quick succession a dozen were hauled out of the river |e Sport and ; and tossed into the wicker fish basket. It was glorious Tragedy. sport, er before had the friends had such good luck, % They thrilled with the joy that only a born fisherman can know when he returns to his favorite amusement after long tbsence. Isn't this great!" sighed Morissot happliy, ‘0 other kind of sport can touch it,” gladly agreed Sauvage ‘Suppose we should get sight of a Prussian?” suggested Morissot, who |had never seen one, “We'd ask him to Join us of course,” laughed the jolly Sauvage. The bushes behind them crackled, The fishermen turned, Four big Ger- ] man soldiers jn dark uniforms stood there with levelled rifles, At an order from one of the soldiers the two scared Frenchmen picked up their tackle | and basket and walked tremblingly away, prodded along by the rifle muzzles. } The soldiers marched them to a hut where @ reconnoitring party con- sisting of a German captain and twenty troopers were Jounging. The captain took 4 huge china pipe from between his thick lips and said to the prison. ers in Prench: ineay Mik sha abfen fal like th ' “You were sent out here to spy on me. You pretended to fish #0 as to __ But can anybody doubt that the effect of @ trial like that of the put me off the track, But I'm not so easily fooled. I'm golng to have you New Haven directors is to put into the hearts of younger American} shot—unless you give me tho French password for the day.” business men and financiers about to enter boards, councils and di-| rectorates a determination to be bound by a deeper respect for the| law and a more direct responsibility to stockholders who trust them? | 1 aR ae aaa ' He paused. They did not answer, The captain went on: “You came through the outposts from Paris, So you must have the or bussWord to get buck. Give it to me and I'll let you go.” Still neither Morissot nor Sauvage spoke. They understood his meaning, If they should tell him the password the German army could uso it to march by the outer French forts under co" darkness, They were not traitors, these two queer old fishermen, Wherefore they held their peace, The German captain coaxed, threatened, bribed. But all to no effect. They sald not a word. At lust the captain ked a command to his men. A file of soldiers turned their rifles upon the two prisoners, Morissot and Sauvage looke J Their faces were white; their eyes were full of tears, Very simply they shook hand: n they turned, hand in hand, to face the firing squad, A volley od out, The two Frenchmen pitched forward dead. The soldiers tied ropes about the necks of tho two, weighted them with tem into the river, The German captain took his pipe | stones and flung th | from his mouth aguin and turned to his orderly, He had thought of some- thing sidesplittingly funny to say, Tho fish are now revenged on the fishermen!” he chuckled, adding as ho nodded toward the contents of the wicker basket: “Fry these for me while | they're still alive, They'll be a delicious change from camp fare, The Woman Who Dared By Dale Drummond of As the British Government does not seem to know whal “it is doing, how can any spy or correspondent betray its se- crets? Better abolish the censorship, Uncle Bull! a THAT DISAVOWAL. ‘ OW that the German Government has formally pué its subma-_ rine warfare in the Mediterranean under a definite code of their chins were trembling Th international law, it very likely hopes the United States Gov- ernment will be inclined to accept a not too humiliating “disavowal” of the sinking of the Lusitania, Germany’s marked concessions in the note on the Frye case suggest an effort to the same end. The Lusitania case continues to be the most troublesome point of difference between the two countries, Tt is not hard to see how the German Government has reasoned. ‘A disavowal might be implicit enough to satisfy this nation without being explicit enough to set the nerves of the German public on edge ‘ “| Don’t Want to Work To-Day. I'll Telephone the Boss I've Got the Grip.” Copyright, 1916, by the Press Pubiuhing Co, (The New York Evening World), with outraged dignity. If the German Government specifically pledges itself not to com- mit in future an act which it committed in the past, does it not thereby imply that the act was ill-advised? Ii it later proceeds to formulate for a new ficld of operations a code of submarine warfare -closely conforming to principles of international law upon which this country has insisted, does it not concede more fully still the justice of our demands? _ Finally, if it frankly offers reparation for the loss of American lives on the Lusitania, can there remain the slightest doubt that it admits the taking of those lives to have been unwarranted? _ We do not know that Count von Bernstorff conceived this cli- max. But whether he did or not he is skilful enough to make the moat of it in trying to bring about a satisfactory agreement between ‘this Government and ours on the delicate question of what’ consti-|§ tutes a disavowal. gseciidenltiatontidhieekieeiaiee Place for the memory of Adu Rehan, embodiment of Irish charm, admirable artist, the most captivating Kate Petruchio ever tamed. 0 Is there anybody who is not sure that the State needs clean, efficient prison supervision even more than it does John B. Riley Hits From Sharp Wits. Discontent flourishes under che de- Jusion that others’ lives are casier “na happier than our own. ee Some people really go in society, the sdclety columns, ceo yaar Some men keep themselves poor by at thelr own aN cu in st ick to him forever,-Macon News. while others Just get their names in n lose a good reputation » but a bad reputation will) Copyright, 1916, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Ereniag World), LLABELLE MAE DOOLITTLE, the noted poctess of Delhi, brought about a reform in her own town recently purely through the use of her poetry and personality. Blos- wom View Avenue, on which is loca- ted Pegasus Manor, the home of the Doolittles, was in bad shape for a long time. The crossing at Wilemero Boulevard was broken and mud made almost impassable, In addition, the whole of Blossom View Avenue needed cinders, Miss Doolittle stood it as long as she could, Then one day he called on Street Commissioner Skilly in his office at the City Hall, The Commissioner welcomed her and asked ber to be seated, Miss | Doolittle teid him she preferred to stand. She did not smile, believing the oceasion called for anything but sunshine, She looked at the Commis- | sioner pointedly, and, drawing a vo! ‘of poems from ber handbag, peeled | one off. | “I have @ rhymed demand here, Mr, Nice?" echoed the poetess, “fa! Wait and see,” Ellabelle Mae Doolittle By Bide Dudley — By Roy L. Get out the shore and the pick, And sbow thou are au artis Do not delay, Mepair that street, To-day Wow should starter:, My father, Peter Y, Doolittle, A gentleman of the old school, Last night fell in « gud puddle, Which I ler aginst the rule RS, JARR being shopping, friend husband reached home before her, and prepared to take his ease ere his good lady re- turned, But little Miss Jarr, playing behind The Jarr Family Copyright, 1916, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), McCardell “Give it to me! It's the squeaker out of your new doll, isn’t it?” be asked, ‘The little girl began to cry, “Mam- ma'll whip me,” she whimpered. “I won't let mamma whip you,’ at ee eaatian ganas, Be his chair, was evidently the author of] said Mr. Jarr. “Let me see what 1¢ And pk. el gg the most distressing serles of sounds| ts, darling.” You'll ve bichwd out of your jeb-~ that It bad been Mr, Jarr’s fortune to} Thus reassured, the le girl pro- Miss Doolittle didn’t say another word. She turned on ber heel and left tho office, An hour iater Betts bad three wagons, loaded with ci ders, beaded for Blossom View Avy Miss Doolittle was greatly hear, The sounds were as though some one were choking the child, and ended ih a doleful “hoo-hoo “What's the matter with you?" asked Mr. Jarr, lvoking up from hts penesd nee ae Sey seen Silty evening newspaper and turning she will deliver before the Women's | round, Betterment League of Delt at Pees| wx oeint ttle gt weeple Hall next Monday night, She| “Nothin'l"” said the little girl, as will wear red crepe de chine, cut|*2¢ bid @ small object under her habit back, dress, 4 Refiections of a Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland > | She then read as follows, A Strest Commissioner Skills. Why not do sour duty! Biawom View Avenue is awful Dou't be a Puneb aud Jud Why not put the mud to flight? Deposit cinders with abasdon Make the Ellsumere crowing good Something we ell cap stand op, My ddstee's child, Veeney Miekstis, | | | oy Covyright, 1018, by the Press Publiabing Co, (Tue New York Eveoloe World), HEN a man can take the first Kiss easily, he is apt to take the rest of them “for granted"—provided he troubles himself to take | \ them at all. There are just three perfect things in the world—the garden you jare going to plant, the bungalow you are going to build and the girl | you didn’t marry. | duced a small bellows-shaped affair. Willle tooked it out of the clock you got for Christmas,” explained the little girl, “He hid it under the bed, and I found it.”" It was the little thing that makes the nolse from the cuckoo clock that had been wished upon Mr, Jarr at Christmas by Fritz, the shipping clerk down at the office, The little girl surrendered the in- strument of torture, and Mr, Ja: | put it in bis pocket and forgot it, Home now being thoroughly happy, | the events of the evening went on in \their usual way. After dinner, Mr, Jarr, baving bis coat on, betrayed mptoms of wanderlust, “I suppose you are going out and leave me alone, after my being ‘in the house all day?" remarked Mrs, Jarr, noticing his restlessness. She had not been in the house all day. She had been shopping all day, But this wa the time for diplomacy, and not for vont ietion, We I thought 1 would step out and see what's the latest war news, my dear," murfnured Mr, Jarr, “Well, you lad better be I—er—er, 3 ! CHAPTER XL, but lay staring up at the ceiling in a distressed sort of way hard to bear, h ‘ 1 Oh, how thankful I was that 1 ha¢ had becn constantly in my) gone into business and that I waa thoughts, my love for him. successful! Lven if Haskall had the most vital thing in my |lost all, we could still live, still have a life. 1 was thankful for my| Home. I did not wait for his permis busy days, for the care of little Jack,| 08 but at once discharged all the it gave mo little time to; %f¥ants but one, and told Mrs. Clark hone 10 grieve, Yet ali along! 8! could have no other help about the », and T often wondered 1¢| "0Use, at least until we know where ‘able to go on—to endure | "Stood. my life without him. at the all still worried, LL this time Eric Lucknow 1 all go if you like, Mrs. Once I said “No, not while 3 I returne may find out it will be unnecessary.” Haskall rallied quickly and soon Was about again. But he was broken, He had not quite recovered from the et- fects of his motor accident, when the loss of his fortune stunned’ him, 1 had a long talk with Mr, Larkin “It had been coming for some time,” he told me, “but Haskall would not re- trench, would not believe but that he .!could pull through.” Of course the papers were full of @ business woman now, Has-! ki rf rouder, will better under- stand. Won't you tell ine what is “Don't bother me," he answered as he left the house. They telephoned me in the middic of the afternoon, Haskall had been taken sick at his office. It was some sort of a stroke, were taking him home. 1 rushed out, arriving at the house before he did. ‘They carried him upstairs. Tf lowed, We madc comfor then the doctor left » Mrs. Clar would care for him, so we needed ni 1 Kj tho big failure, and of his expressed at determination to pay every dollar he wan {is business integrity had Miva all over, Katherine, I'm. a! Rever been questioned. Fortunately pauper,” he said, in a whisper, his he able—by making enormous ry poor twisted mouth quiverin) stroke had affected the muscle but he had nothing left. Ain toe: ‘You will soon take another fer- “Not so bad as that!” Mr, Larkin] tune,” T encouraged him, yet not with answered cheerfully. He had been in! @ny real feeling that he would do so, Haskall's office when ho collapsed, and ©, Katherine, Rot at my age.” had insisted upon coming home with i—"L ain not well,” he added, and T made no reply, I knew what was on Lis mind. He feared another stroke. (Yo Be Continued.) “to pay every claim against Dine eetty near,” Haskall mumbled, then didn’t talk any moro just the Mythology ala Mode .. By Alma Woodward Copyright, 1016, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), Proserpine and Pluto, fifteen minutes ‘ho was calling her HEN Ceres Smith was born, In a half hour ‘he ceed and totally protruding jaw, y marriage; with CeeNie Judd ne witness und his ¢ a one Mls chauffeur as back at al every one suid she was going to make something in this world. And she did. She made people miserable, Ceres was up in the alr, When eh found that the two girls had gone te the lair of the lobster that afternoon she descended on ¢ ; Maa # ball ea her peck, Tewney, 1: le because of your eins Op (hem you must put « coo, But listen, Commisioner Skill |__Tho hardest task of a girl's young life is to find just that happy |reasonabie hour, or you will bear the medium between the sort of husband who insists on salting all his monvy | jatest war news.’ \and sentiment down and the kind who insists on burning it all up. “ HERE till lurks in the minds of many salesmen, particula. proofs of the ‘ads’ to be run for the! purpose of stinulating a demand from the consumer, dancing tea place: q It was a late hour when ho re- yever, e e popy-|She gave 2 ; a] 2 4 | However, she followed the copy-|She gave out interviews, She de Evy tothe capes of the older} “With distribution: secured, T would 1 tuatst tet the atzeat be fixed ; —— turned, but Mrs. Jarr was hardly con-| righted campaign of life: _ Grew up,|nouneed tho Chief of Police ia Sho ones,” remarked the sdvertising man- then launch my consumer campaign | 1558 eS Sen, Why is it the average man seems to fancy that, once he hus kissed a] scious of how late it was, as, roused| was marr dy and had a child. his implored the District Attorney, c rough new refuse . e appened to, be a daughter, je Yes Was ve ier ces. © laree maifacturing plant, | — oo! Posters, window ditiav ae girl, and permitted her to imagine that he might leurn to love Ler, her|from slumber, ebe questioned him aa named her Hroverpine Business dropped. off, Hpestlation the suspicion that advertising tends) campaigns, &c. % | Commissioner Bkilly listened at-| whole life is changed forever? sleepily, |~Avhen. Proserpine came home for|were deserted for museums ‘and ple. to supersede salesmen. ; “The, oblect of, most advertising tg|tentively and, when Miss Doolittle ans “Don't tell me it isn't 11 o'clock,”| the holidays, in her seventeenth yer, ture galle wow. | Gores, vowed that “To wecure the best results it is nec-|tWofeld: 1, To induce the consumer | had finished reading, called in Harley aan , - ; she sald drowsily. “I know it's get-| she was: as Brew inJuntil she had trailed Proserpine sha idiary to Gleabuse them of this idea. to make an solde! parehase of an ertle | Botts, his superintendent of repairs. mares ey arly Pair oi nesnine pay In time, you may june 4]ting near daylight. I went to bed b Oks. ¢ eres nad navel allowed ie would never let up in her persecu- a ~ 2 repurchase “] ee ” very interesting co! on of eve, to be fy y ., ‘ar a 1c eroned oO 7 on, Advertising and personal salesmanship] the same article. Now suppose you|, “Hafey." le said, “Miss Doolittle pal Be ne liGracaunaa ginlias ielacnt handed down in the family a8 4) ory tocause 1 knew you'd be out| particular afternoon Ceres was flat| Now, every ono except Corea had a are, of course, complements. Both are a a’ of u certain article 1p qa} has just read to mo a poem about . mphs until all hours.” \on her Recamier couch, with a beast} line on Pluto and Proserpine, So a necessary for the efficient marketing magazi It makes a slight impres-;the horrible condition of Blossom Proger- of a headache, To her ¢ ston, per! ee ee , bunch of five o'clock trotters bs. Nexe mncnine yn ae | Nonsense, my dear! You baven't ‘ 5 . 7 » te i naive, pianissfmo,|to them and begged the went ‘ _ of @ product. another ‘ud’ regarding it in your newae| VieW Avenue. Now, I want you to It is folly to say that a womun's “fortune is made” op Ler wedding | been asleep over an hour.” Lae a eee ei plaintiveneum Up, Prades Te yee “The chief clements in a sales plan, Paper: it emrhanizes another talking|f* that street before she thinks it} day; a husband, dearic, ts just @ piece of unimproved property, which you| ‘Then he felt something in his poc-| “Mother, may Fy the soyle pst serl be relieved. ‘That’ day, the + News. | point, one which begins to arot necessary to read me another,” e oho 3 - - et as b 5 o| theatre just around the corner with| eloped pair called on Mi 2 tay ha vidal ry Alta desire. ‘I'l have to try that Goms| ny) tw se todoy,” replied’ Botts, | mee. oF the sustallment plan and for which you keep on paying, and | Ket os be reached within {t to hide| Cutie Juda, ‘to #ee a picture called) “You have come burie to me vaper Ad-l time,’ you reflect. Next day a car! : etts. | paying, and paying, until you dic. in bis shoe against/s,° pay With tho Central African| darling?” sobbed Ceres, h may Vertisernents, Posters, Street Car] card’ once more engages your interost | H® started out, but was stopped by q |wifely search in the morning, es The! Missionaries “Only to say ‘Howdy"* ‘Cards, Show Cards, Booklets, Circu-|in the article. ‘The name becom | the poetess, who held up one hand = wt t)P: f Diped " object way the cuckoo clock attach-| But it ms that, alongside that] Prossy, pertly. “I can't le Willers, Form Letters, Window] shade, more deeply imbedded in your “Walt, Betts!" she commanded. “1 : pte BATA 888 understand how @ woman extracts so much joy out ot abies Tw ibetaneynten tees reel movie theatre, was a lt crustacean | you Kalow." ave hubby, % : Nhe following day, «, : " “4 r the way t y c . emporium. y a f « disinherit you!” the House Organ, the Sales-| twenty-four sheet poster usaile youg| BAe @ rhymed word for you, too, tadlag “4 a jut ay to the threshold of love and then sweetly closing | anq pressed it eoftly eleven times, | jomt) Cecilie Judd knew about it.) ‘“Lissen, Ma," interrupted Pluto, +f ma. opti, That's v0 you ‘exclaim, m| Bis dow : 3 the door ip his face. sso “Hear that?” he said. “It's just] She sugested: a ai you ltt the ‘ban on the little’ jig r the case of a new product to be} MUst get some of that Blank brand.’ jetts dropped into u chair and Miss 4 ae ’ eleven by the cuckoo clock.” “Just for fun 5 ed in and get} joints, I'll let Serpy spend every othere hh retailers I would run no ‘A couple of days laier as you enter | Doollttle peeled off another poem. |. to the South most meu raise cotton; in the West, they raise cattle; in| Ae Ft or ome ice cream—y don't have to}day with you, If not—you eS her @ store, a Window or interior curd riv- | ‘Ad " to ‘nt d t) fron, | NOW York, they raise mortgages—but at home they all raise Cain. | wert #8) "aS) order a dinner in the afternoon: for the last time, Going—going”. bor newspaper advertising| ets your uttenti Then it is that | AAvanclas to & point dirsotly tu front not surprised at the cuckoo clock be-|* Inside, at a near table, sat Pluto! “I will!” eried Cers — had secured distribution] you say, ‘I believe Vl try a box of) of bim she read as follows: oe Green, adept in tea-time technic, ‘After five minutes of ocular target practice, he slipped over to Proser- ing inert and silent, “It was all wrong last And so for six mo the tempo of Proserpi symphonic that new brand,’ and band nths of the year erie er your} — What do 300 mean, rou foriieh Taal Seine Courtship is Cupid's “railway guide,” that entices you into taking Ly wot fixing up the avenue the journey of matrimony under the impression that it is all sunshine night, and profit on my adver- MF ty sulesforce. But I would ee ¥ rf . . fi syncopation with Plat “You see? That's where the power 1 hear 700 go Ww the Briar ealocu, | died with u lie on its Ii, she said! pine's table and, in spite of her|The other six {t is larg each paineman with of 4 eimultancous attack comes La.” |" La habe Ab fan's tous, and dowers, . = Bealgnedly, + Shocked eurprise, ordered a bottle, In! with Ma! oe ona ' enna , mide Sabd g i Ss i - - a oa eevee ” ‘