The evening world. Newspaper, February 14, 1916, Page 12

; } | ‘ ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. ~ | —. Except Oupaey Wy oe Re Fubtvcning Jompany, Now. 63 to President, “ft sew. soutieh UE " SraMocretaty, 2 Park how, Entered BSecond-Class Matter. a eS AS For Bnsiand and the Continent and All Countries in the International Postal Union. + 8.60] One Year..... 801 One Month. || VOLUME 56. i} seeeeNO. 19,900 . RULED OUT. ERE it is again: Out of the second $50,000,000 voted in 1912 for highways construction New York City gets not one cent. As usual in the case of State expenditures, the city’s tax- Payers contribute 70 per cent. or $35,000,000 of the money. But de-| spite all protests, the Attorney General of the State decides they have} no tight to a single kopeck that might lighten their tax load. { The referendum act contained a special provision that moneys’ raised by the seoond good roads bond issue should be apportioned only) “among counties containing towns.” New York City was thereby ex-! ¢laded—the legislators saw to that. The city was entitled to pay but| Rot to benefit. ‘ Be it noted: This act received only one negative vote in the Sen- abe and that, by some strange chance, was cast by an up-State member. Of the eighty-two votes for it in the Assembly, thirty-three were cast by members elected from New York City. Something has happened since. Plain talke on taxes furnished by The Evening World have set this city thinking, and thinking clearly, shout ite unjust tax burdens, It sees how impositions from up-State can be reduced. It sees more. It eees it must find a way to convince; every legislator it sends to Albany that he is not sent there to ignore’ the interests of the city he represents. “ te | Is the submarine controversy only shedding one disguise to equirm into another? —————— if THE RUSH TO NEW YORK. IW YORK is turning ’em away. Hotel men are ready to hang « N out the “standing room only” sign, and still by every triin : the visitors come. The city has some cight hundred hotels with accommodations for 200,000 every night. It has thousands of nigar-hotels and rooming houses besides. The trouble seems to be that most of Now York’s guests this winter want high priced quarters and all the luxuries of the big caravanseries—which means that they “ itave plenty of money to spend. » ©© Besides the buyers and business men who come every year, mer- * @hants from South America, agents of forcign governments in search * @f war supplies, hundreds of persons with wealth or representing + wealth, gravitate to this city as to the one great metropolis of the , @eeld where business and pleasure are going on as usual. Nobody needs to be told what this means to New York. Ameri- business men who in former years have come alone are here this e#heon with their wives and families. The city’s retail shops and big + @¥partment stores meagure the difference in hundreds of thousands @ dollare—to say nothing of restaurants and places of amusement. "). Directly the country begins to feel prosperous, this city haa to been the job. Unless we sre mistaken, for monthe to come its duties tre going to be extra heavy and extra profitable. ———.4-2 J. T. Trowbridge lived to be almost ninety. Which will set & good many folks hew many yeare have rolled by ince they used to sit by the family fireside of an evening with “Cudjo's Cave” or “Neighbor Jackwood" skilfully superimposed upon the pages of Colburn’s Arithmetic. , —_—_—_—_———————— THE MURDER INDUSTRY. | ° eines of the extraordinary number of persons directly or indirectly involved in the Baff murder plot makes more eh singular the fact that it has taken fourteen months to ruu down the murderers. That a secret known to so many could so long tlude police and detectives shows that crime organization must be $en closer and more dangerously effective than has been suspected. «© Gzanted not all of the one hundred men who put up the $4,200 by that procured the killing of the poultryman knew just how the money Fas to be used: Nevertheless the testimony of Ferrara, who drove the ‘nérder car, shows that plotters, gun-bearers and lookouts were numer- ous enough to constitute a regular staff for the accomplishment of the crime. So many wanted to get into his car when he started fur thé scene of the murder that he had barely elbow room for himself. Many persons knew about the plan and hoped for a “chunk of the money.” Yet there was an amazing co-operation of silence afterward. ¢. Significant aleo is the fact that the man who did the actual killing got the smallest share of the cash. ‘The plotters and their supervisors, allies and go-betweens collected in no case less than $250. The man who aimed the gun at Baff and fired the shot that killed him was paid only $100. Another grim proof that murder is a perfectly organized industry: ‘The organizers and executives at the top enjoy the profits. The fel- low at the bottom, who does the actual dirty work, gets only a wage. pA RESETS LOSE RMT ES, The weather man broke ft most too gently. Dollars and Sense By H. J. Barrett “ (Coprright 1016, ty H. J, Bagratt,) IN hiring men,” said the executive = “The Bell Hop of Politics” The Jarr Family — By Roy L. Copyright, 1916, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), RS. JARR was evidently the custodian of edme pleasing secret she was about to im- part. Mr, Jarr could tell this by her nervous air of cager interest and a dancing light of pleasure in her eye. She gazed out of the window, mark- ing the retreating form of Gertrude, the light-running domestic, on her ‘way to do some urgent marketing, and then she turned to Mr. Jarr and ald: “What do you think? Gertrude is en- gaged to be married!” Mr. Jarr feigned interest in keeping with the tmportance Mrs. Jarr seemed to attach to the matter, “Well, I wish her luck,” he said. Having imparted the information, which ts always a matter of keen in- terest to her sex—the approaching nuptials of some one—Mrus. Jarr’s ex- Preesion changed. “Well, I can't say that I wish her luck, although I wish her no harm, I'm sure,” replied Mrs. Jarr. “I think it is very inconsiderate of Gertrude getting married at this time. She at least might have waited till the war ‘was over.” “What's the war got to do with it?” asked Mr. Jarr. “Why,” said Mrs. Jarr, ‘at a meet- ing of the Ladies’ Peace Soctety yos- terday Mrs. Swankton, one of the speakers, sald that after the war there would be so many dependent women who would have to come to this country from Kurope that the servant problem would be solved.” “But Gertrude, how about her get- ting married?” asked Mr. Jarr, “who's the happy man? Elmer, Gus’s bartender, or Claude, the fire- mant” “Neither,” said Mre. Jarr, “it’s the milkman; he proposed up the dumb- ‘waiter this morning, when he called up for his money; and Gertrude got of a large institution, “1 never ‘ook for bargains because my dissatisfied. This ie merety @ general eo excited after she said ‘yes,’ for she rule, you understand. No doubt there| wondered whet he looks like and are exceptions, whether he has dissipated habite or ‘Another type egainst whtob I'm | noe” on my guard t¢ the olewer fleater.| Gooq gracious!” aried Mr. Jarr. He 1s hard to reset because bis ex-| poet she know what the mon Derienoe has equipped tim to talk | pony tke?” most any executive into giving him a in the world. “Hee a new men on traf of regretful employers tm thetr| in. route and Gertrude wasn't in- wakes. Their records are clean ex- cept for one point—they won't stick. “Analysis of my records shows that been recruited from the moks ¢ n by seeking to push btm: | oom ‘wrenty to twonty-Ave yeere Bp too quickly, Unjust aa it ‘with one or OF Dos. = ghoma, it is bad policy to jump a man| aety Sour yeate of high tern neee See nt aes ¢ 928 pg A a x he deserves it. The rest of ‘prea collage, we may And Pw | and more oo! mon wit jot ws ems wake good.” terested in him enough to find out what he looked like unt!) he proposed ‘this morning. Then she ran to the front window to catch a glimpse of his face if she could, but he came ‘up out of the cellar with his cap over Bie eyes, and walked to his wagon with bis beck to Gertrude and got in and drove away without her sceing The Evening World Daily Magazine McCardell — “But isn't she taking a risk to he doesn’t know any- “No more than marrying a man she thinks she knows everything about,” replied Mrs, Jarr. “I think she better stick to Elmer, the bartender, or Claude, the fireman, who have been paying her attention for so long,” suggested Mr. Jarr. “That's just it,” was the reply. “You state It exactly, and I don't blame Gertrude at all for acting with delib- eration in this matter. Both of the young men you mention have been paying her attention, just as you say, ‘tor so long.’” “But why with deliberation?” asked Mr. Jarr, “I think it was anything but deltberation.” “No, Gertrude thought it over long enough,” said Mrs. Jarr. “When the other two hear the milkman has pro- posed, they may speak up, and if they don't, at le the milkman’s in- © No. 5—Marrying. HE pitiful wretch’s knees trem- bled, a small object dropped from his nerveleas hand, upon his pallid brow stood the perspiration born of craven fear, Is the poor fel- low approaching a ghastly, wire-fes- tooned chair in @ bare, cheerless room in @ sinister, gray buliding up the Hudson? Naw, you simp, he ain't, He's in @ church all draped with fowers and) white ribbons, The guy is getting married and he has just dropped the ring. Joyful occasion! Yes, indeed. At the beginning the wife was the whole show. A fellow went to live with ber and her folks, worked for them, and the kids took her name instead of the father’s. She was the BOSS. But, of course, all that has been changed to-day. Later on it gol so that the home | girls didn't look good to the home boys and vice versa, #0 when a Cave young man decided it was time to marry and settle down he'd beat it over tm the direction of some neigh- boring tribe, He'd hide until some girl showed up whom he thought he could learn to love. Then he'd fump up and lovingly send over a knook- out wallop on the point of her jaw. ‘When the dear young thing came to, | next day, tears of pride and gladness filled her eyes because a man cared enough to beat her half to death. So they were married and lived happily ever afterward, 8 was rough work, of course, So after @ time really nice young fel- lowe nm to buy their wives. Twenty-five dollary was the quota- the Yerkalas, down in what he looked like, except that he evened to be stoop-ehouldered.” How Men’s Habits Began | | Copyright, 1916, ty Tue Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), | eS pes, . Monday, Fe The Office Force By Bide Copyright, 1016, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Krening World), 66] SBE by the papers,” said Popple, I the shipping clerk, as he ad- justed his eye-shade, ‘that the Navajos are making trouble again out West.” “Yes,” came from Spooner, the bookkeeper. “I don't understand why the Government doesn’t hire a lot of hunters to kill those animals. They're @ heap more destru stive than the buf- faloes ever were.” Miss Primm, private secretary to the boss, laughed. “Mr, Spooner, I'm surprised,” she said. “You evidently think the Navajos are wild animals, They're Indian “Sure!” said Bobbie, the office boy, “They're that tripe that was named fter the song ‘Navajo.’ ” jh, don’t be a ailly fool, Bobbie,” tentions are honorable, but as I told Gertrude, I hoped he wasn't a flirt, engaged to every girl on every route he has worked on.” lish word, “wed,” meaning a pledge, & wager, In old Rome one couldn't marry @ girl outside of one's own set, and If) some roughneck later got into Senate ho was entitled to leave his wife behind, Politics was frightfully | popular, they say. The Romans, by the way, used an fron ring as an| engagement sign, The wedding ring! means that one plans to stick to his| or her promise, but the high brows haven't been able to figure out just | when they began using them, ‘The habit of marrying wives in wholesale lots has long been popular, but there are two schools of thought regarding it, One skle argues that if one wife brings happiness ten would | increase it tenfold, while the other sums up Its reasoning briefly: multiply trouble?” ‘The be reversed, however, wh woman would have several husbands ‘They still do--in Tibet. the handicap of marrying one wife at a time gome men have built up high averages, notably the late Henry | VIII, But several of our stage favorites are trying to better his! record, Gretna Green and Reno would have been a wonderful working combina- tion in the old doys. Gretna was just | across from England, in Scotland, where there was no red tape about marrying, After the elopers had beaten out father, the gouty old | squire, In the race for the border and jleft him cussing mad, the fellow would say: “You're some chicken, kid; | double up.” “I'm yours, Lionel," she replied and | the wedding was over, let's |trom Reno would step up and hand, over his business. the | o Even under * | ‘Then the gentlemanly representative | a card, oliciting sllead “AN from Dudley —— said Miss Primm. “In the first place, you should use the word ‘tribe,’ not ‘tripe.” Who ever heard of Indian tripe?” “T'll bite,” said Bobbie, “Who?” ‘Bite what?" demanded the private secretary fiercely. I'm merely trying to show you how small your brain ts, What makes you say the Indians were song? Don't you know oat song Was named after a blan- et “Blanket! 'd forgotten,” came from Lobbie, “Ha! ha! Very good, Bobbie! sang out Popple. “Now and then you certainly get off a"—— “Just a moment, Mr, Popple, please,” said Miss Primm, interrupting. “Do you consider profanity a good cover- ing for a joke?” “T consider a blanket good covering for most anything,” said Bobbie, “What you consider doesn't make any difference,” snapped Miss Primm, She then turned to Popple. Speaking of buffalo,” she began, “I once”—— “Lived there?” queried the blond stenographer. “I beg your pardon, Miss Tillie,” \said the private secretary, “but do | you mean that for a joke?” “No, of course not. If you'd a’ sald you lived there I was going to ask if you knew George Peters, who used to run over to Buffalo almost every day from Kansas City, I met George and one day he ays to me"—— ‘Oh, my!" Popple sang out “Where do you get your georgraphy: Don’t _you know Kansas City Is two days from Buffalo?’ ‘well, I don't care. He used to run there every month, anyway.” Had an expense account, | imag- "said Spooner, T'll bet his Buffalo bill was more than"—— Bobble began. “Why ine, “Stop it!" sald Popple, such an awful pun? I'll bet you know who Buffalo Bit is.” “A famous Indian slouch” “Scout, you mean! Yes, right. fi make don't you're He's ono of the West's most Westerners,” “Among them ‘was the Reclining Bull.” “Wasn't he an Indian chef?’ asked Miss. Tillie, Hobbie was laughing, “Well, 1 ver!" he suid. “Miss Primm means Bull. I read about htm tn”—— rdon me, my little idiot friend, snapped the private secretary, “but T know just what I'm talking about. | Sitting Bull ts the name of a tobacco.” “Who said tobacco? asked Mr, Snooks, the boss, as he stuok his head out of my private office. replied Miss Primm, “Reminds me of @ joke 1 once tn- vented. Why is @ man who has to sneeze like a fellow who wants a bite| of plug tobacco?” We never could guess. tellus?” “They both say ‘Achoo!'” said the b 08 Miss Primm laughed heartily and Mr, Snooks retired into his private room, “That joke's not one to be sneezed said Bobbie. snapped Mise Primm, ieugh! ‘Shut up!" ing Mary,” came | bruary yu 1916 q Brat as The S ‘| promise never to shave it with any man I loved. ‘Oh, Mr. Snooks,” said Miss Primm, H: Won'e ypu ja tories Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1916, by The Prem Publianing Oo, (The New York Breuing World), AN HEIRESS OF RED DOG. By Bret Harte. @)GCy MOFFAT was waitress at the tumble-down Rockville Hotel at Red Dog, Cal, She was squat figured, carroty haired, skim milk blue of eye and freckled. Not much of a heroine so far as looks went. But @ heroine none the less. As you shall sea An eccentric old pioneer named Byways used to live at the Rockville Hotel. He was lonely and poor. Peggy Moffat was kind’ to him. Wheat ‘he died he left her everything he owned. His estate consisted of a sheet ,of shares in the discredited Rising Sun Mining Company. | Everybody laughed at this bequest. The shares apparently had ge | Value beyond the ink on their certificates. But a few days later the mine's |fortune boomed. And Peggy suddenly found herself worth $3,000,000, | She did not splurge out in gaudy clothes, but kept on living in a twow room shack with one of her aunts. -She made a few investments, yet epenll |no money on herself. Then she met Jack Folinsbes, « fleshy, attractively worthless ‘waa dying of consumption. Folinebee | who 12 A Queer § stopped gaing to eee her, One night at the local bar be 12 Proposal. | she do? Offered me twenty-five dollars a week allowance everybody She sald nothing. She went on dressing in rege and never equandering eervants and did all the work herself. stinginess and called her a fool for killing herself with overwork. But she Hamlin, equarest and deadliest gambler in ail the West, also visited the She begged him to help Folinsbee out of his financial troubles. Hamiiq “I can't!” @he watled. “I can’t give him the money. And he won't money, but only what I've made myself. When Juck propowed to me & Hamlin understood. The mystery of Peggy's hard work and etinginess @ she very loquaciousty érunk and explained the break between them. “I offered to marry her,” he hiccoughed, “and what 4 bay to be stopped when I wasn't at home! I told her to go to blazes!” Tue story spread. And once more was laughing at Pes es jextra penny. She bought the bankrupt Rockville Hotel and proceeded to rag jit herself, She made it pay, principally because she spent nothing fee She was cook, waitress and chambermaid combined. She tolled from dawn until midnight, she who was worth $8,000,000, People sneered at hep was making money, Jack Folinsbee came to the Rockville Hotel, There he felt ill. Jagly jhotel one night. As Hamlin was starting for bed Peggy asked for a few | words with him. roughly advised her to end those troubles herself by marrying Folinsbve and turning over her fortune to him. |} marry me without tt, When Mr. Byways left me his property he mate me T've given Jack Folinsbee offered him what I calculated I could earn. I took this hotel. All I made by working night and day I gave to him.” jwae at last clear to htm. He went upstairs to Folinsbeo's room, walked faannnnrnne;, in and stared grimly at the wasted figure on the bed, A Mystery “Do you want to get back that $2,000 you lost to met Cleared Up. brusquely demanded Hamlin, “Then get up and marry that woman downstairs.” ny Folinsbee made a feeble effort to rise. “To-morrow wiil do,” compromised Hamlin, noting his weakness. “But {f you don't marry her I'll wade in and cut you out.” Folinsbee promised. He did not like the glint in Hamlin's eye. Few men did. But at dawn next morning they found the invalid dead in his bed, | The excitement of Hamiin's visit had killed him, “It's a Judgment!" blubbered Peggy Moffat, my word and willed all my property to him!" “Vor God knew Id broken | nn nannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmnnnnmnmnnmmmnmmmnnnmmnnemas When a Man’s Married —— By Dale Drummond Copyright, 1916, by The Prew Publiduing Co, (The New York Evening World), CHAPTER VII. much luncheon T couldn't eat a thing, I was just 7 o'clock when Robert|!t Was perfectly delicious. Creamed ; oysters and = mushr ic opencd the door with his latch! minced and made into the cutest litte key. He was tired and bungry| balls, and the most delightful salad? and the dark house, the knowledge| then cake and coffee, I don't know that Jane had not yet come in, an-| WHOH I have enjoyed my food noyed him. But divesting himself of] big of myself | Made Father @ coat and bat he went into the kit- y chen, and when Jane came in carry- night. “I forgot to give It to you, Jane, bi I brought you a box of candy toe ing ‘a tissue paper bundle he had started the dinner, “So you got home first,” she said es she came in. “A self-ovident fact,” Robert re- turned, “and, Jane, I am very tired and hungry. I hope you have some- thing good for dinner. I wish you ‘would make some coffee ‘to-night too. It rests me." “Why, Robert! how could you ex- pect much of @ dinner on the club day? I had planned to have some cold ham and a sort of picked up meal to-night. I stopped at the dell- catessen and brought the ham in with me. I'll have it ready in a jiffy. But we can't have coffee to-night unless you are willing to drink tea for breakfast. I forgot to order the coffee, and they didn't have any at the dell- catessen or you could go around there and get some. See the prizo I wo! “It's very pretty, dear, but do let us have @inner, or whatever you choose to call it, I met Mr. Harper on the train this morning and he said they were coming out to call. It would be just my luck to have them come to-night,” he finished wearily. “There! you ait right down and eat while I run {nto the living room and tidy it up. I didn’t even dust this morning, I was so busy fixing my dress, Ob, it's awful not to have a maid!" Robert sat down and took stock of his dinner. He forced a few mouth- fuls of delicatessen ham down his throat an@ drank a cup of tea, then pushed his chair back from the table. “What, are you through already?” Jane exclaimed, sitting down and pouring herself a cup of tea. "You can begin to pick up, Robert; I had so It's in the hall.” “Oh, thank you, Robert. It will 90 nice to pass if they come, And they do I suppose they will stay and play cards. Please get the tabie out and don’t forget to dust it.” Robert groaned inwardly at the thought of playing cards when he was eo tired, but he wus so pleased to see Jane in @ good humor he would have done anything she asked him to, But as soon as ho had done her bidding: he threw himself on the couch. “Robert Harding, you get right up this very minute! You don't want them to come and catch you looking like that, do you? Do go and change your shirt, and—yes, you better shave, Your face looks dirty.” “Must I shave, dear?” Robert ested, as he dragged himself to his feet. “We are not sure they are coming to night, you know. In fact, I don't be. Meve they are. It's half-past 8 now.’ “Half past 8! and the scorm Jane put into her voice es she rew peated the words after him was tn= describable. “Don't you know thet fashionable people like the Harpers don't go anywhere before 9 o'clock? You can be thankful too, or I should be mortified to death pearance. Now do hurry!" Robert drew the hot water and lathered hie face. He shaved, then with a sigh proceeded to change his shirt. When he had finished beauti- fying his person he sat down in an easy chair, and the next thing he knew Jane was shaking him ané saying: “Wake up, Robert! Tm tired and want to go to bed, They didn't come, after all.” (To Be Continued.) The Conque: f Mars. VEN as far back as their wedding day, when they turned from the altar and walked down the aisle together, people had said: “I wonder what she sees in that little shrimp’ His name was a joke--Mars Joln- ston! Friends decided that which- ever parent named the child was the original bull-thrower, stringy, anaemic boys, with promi- nent freckles, white eyelashes and a distressing habit of biting his own tongue because his teeth overlappod in a weird manner. His teachers al- and run out in the pouring rain to get them a nickel's worth of crullers for luneh. ra grew Up to be one of those! ways let him clean the blackboards | Mythology a la Mode—By Alma Woodward. Covrright, 1016, ty The Prom Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World) devoured tales of war, in secr Then, suddenly, the country waa rent from coast to coast by talk of preparedness! Tho answering flane flared in the heart of Mars Johnston, He carried his cane over his shoul- ner and turned corners at acute right angles, One night the Johnstons gave a ecard party, Over the eats that fol- lowed, people discussed the ¢ vie Said one: Well, I'm not in sympathy, Wh: are they trying to do? Put ue all out of business? I'm an tmporte. They've done enough to me alread: And M though he was hos great wcorn: Are you @ son of Presi- “For shame! these United Stat Are you not will hawken may Ive? Are you" One word led to another, sometimes do. The importer w. eighteen collar that was @ smaller for him every second. He swung out with his rig whirred on the largest cafe freckle on Mars Johnston's f sank to the Axminster se Sreen cats on a lavender ba all. and humming the Jewel 8 No one suspected that undorneath | “Faust! the thirteen-and-a-half collar lurked When ‘he had ontirely feverish lust for battle, Mars gubscribed to W. His first job, while not especially lucrative, ‘ectation, Hi but surely, in the busi~ and stayed put—de- the wizards of finance, to fall, and by the| hi rose sony, nese world. spised alike “iA who rose only business geniuses who never rose at a, But it wae 1, The curse of his peace fund and took up tt name had grewn inte his blood. He croquet, —a v