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: / \ { } \ a ESTABLISHOD BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Published Daily Except Sunday by the Press 63 Park Row, New RALPH PULITZDR, President, 63 Park Row, J. ANGUS SHAW, Treasurer, 63 Park Row, JOSHPH PULITZER, Jr., Secretary, 63 t the Por pottige ‘at Now York as Second-Class Matter. to @: World for the United States f fend Canada, One Year. All Countries in the In! Postal Union. ‘ —_—_———— ee VOLUME 56.....ccccceecccceeeceeceesceteceess NO, 19,904 here ED NO BETTER TERMS? in one year, P’: IDENT SHON'TS of the Interborough drew $290,000 pay} for his unusual and extraordinary services. Mr. Shonts “does not think it possible to overpay men who are responsible for the safe handling of 3,000,000 human beings every day.” r As to the quarter of a million dollars which went to Mr. Shonts for his alleged services to 3,000,000 persons each day: Who fixed the eum? The 3,000,000? Who apprdised values of what Mr. Shonts wae giving? The 3,000,000? Yet the 3,000,000 day after day furnished the money, all the money and millions more besides. Jemmed into overcrowded trains, most of which were not even fireproof, they supplied huge sums for salarics, bonuses, lawyers’ fees, bankers? profits—reckdned in hundreds of thousands of dollars and distributed by directors with light and lavish hands—without @ word to say as to the proportionate value received. Where would the Interborough and its dividends be without those 8,000,000 a day and the public of which they are a part? Mr. Shonts apparently believes there is no limit to what the people of this city can justly be made to pay for the privilege of riding without being killed. Can they buy safety at no better terms? -+- Erzerum will go far toward spreading Russia's own bellef that she is at last prepared. ——— THE HITCH. ATISFACTION al Secretary Lansing’s announcement that the Lusitania agreement is acceptable to this Government is de- cidedly diminished by Germany's declaration that ehe intends to torpedo armed merchantmen without warning. If common sense could settle the submarine question it would seem in every way desirable to recognize that new conditions require wr adjustments, and that all belligerents ought promptly to disarm their merchant vessels in order to draw a sharp, precise line between ships that can or cannot be legitimately attacked without warning. Unfortunately, common sense is not called in to take’ charge. International law still permits merchant shipy to carry defensive armament. It is doubtful at best whether all belligerents could be induced to give a general assent to any gtiffening of the definition of | “merchantman.” And without such general assent the United States cannot accept any new and arbitrary line drawn by an individual belligerent nation in the midst of war. To be consistent, therefore, this Government must demand from ermany specific pledges as to the treatment of merchant vessels that carry a permissible armament and use it only for defense. Wo canrot admit that non-resisting vessels of thie class may be sunk without provision for the safety of those on board. Which does not alter the fact that the best guarantee for the safety of non-combatants on any merchant ship would seem to be its complete defenselessness. A gun raises doubt—of which an enemy _ is always likely to give himself the benefit. po ee So Sweden's nerves are frazzled! pol uikak cael WHERE CREDIT IS DUE. A MERICAN corsets begin to take their proper place in keeping rr) 1 the world, or the best part of it, in shape. President Daniel Kops of the Corset Manufacturers’ Association announces that American corset manufacturers are now for the first time selling large quantities of corsets in every country where corsets are worn, This is partly due to the war, of course. But, says President Kops, “In achieving this success we had one help that we never counted on, the beautiful form of the American woman. Previous to the war American women visited foreign countries in great numbers and excited envy of their beautiful forms in their European sisters, who demanded to know what kinds of corsets they wore.” Neat, Mr. Kops, very neat. he American corset industry is wise in paying tribute to its best allies, An entente like this should triumph in all markets, Hits From §$ Of course, w astically say t best, if our wife harp Wits. Before marriage he would have taken off his overcoat to keep her warm and comfortable, but now the tod, might enthusi- at we loved winter would shovel off the sidewalk.—Philadelphia Telegraph. | old scamp can He calmly abed on the gi coldest morning and watch her make To youth come ideas which age| the fires without batting an eye,—Ma- long ago discarded as impracticable,| con News, and it deludes itself for a time with | the belief that they are original and| ‘There is hope for an ignorant man valuable.—Albany Journal Dollars and Sense who knows that he is ignorant. bE By H, J. Barrett Publishing 7 Nos, 63 A Publishing Jompany, ¢ Evening|For England and the Continent and Forty thousand of it came from five Western railroads of which he was at the time President; $100,000) represented his salary from the Interborough, the New York Railways Company and the Interborough Construction Company ; $150,000 was) handed to Mr. Shonts by the Lnterborough directors as @ special bonus The Evening World Daily Stopping the Big Noise 3% Magazine, Friday, February’ 16. 1916 | By J.H.Cassel (O10, by the Prem Patan Tock firentng Worth) tO —— By Roy L. | “ BRE I'm lying burning up i with fever and I'll bet you 4 dollar the cold, unthinking world outside is putting in a ton of coal and doesn't care a’-— Mr. Jarr did not get to finish this remark, because Mrs. Jarr took ad- | Vantage of having his mouth open to lodge a very dry powder deftly on his tonsils. ‘The powder was so extremely ab- sorbent of moisture that even Mr, Jarr “dried up" for the time being. He sputtered and gasped a moment, however, and Mrs. Jarr, with calm |wnconcern, dumped haif a glass of water down his throat, and the pow- der, dry and acrid to the last, was washed down Mr. Jarr. | “I was saying,” resumed Mr, Jarr, “the ould, unthinking world outside is putting in a ton of coal"”—this metaphor undoubtedly came to his | Mind because the Stryvers, the well- | to-do family in the private house down the street, rattled in thetr coal | in ten-ton lots in an ostentatious and offensive manner and had been doing thia all morning. Mrs. Jarr moved around the sick |room as all women do—caim, domi- \nating and attending to the patient | as if he were a plece of machinery. | Mr. Jarr had had @ sudden attack | of grip and tonsilitis that had him tossing feverishly and semi-delirious | all night, “What were you saying, dear?” sho ‘asked mechanically, “I sald the world outside was put ting in @ ton of coal, and here you are putting in # ton of ashes,” Mr. | Jarr’s mind was still on the powder, |and some of this, as dry as ever, was /etill on his tongue, “The doctor you're to take |these little tablets, two of them, | every twenty minutes, They are calo- | mel, I suppose, and they’! do you The Jarr Family Covyright, 1916, by The Prew Publishing Co, (The New York Hrening World), McCardell —— body thinks of me and nobody cares a”—— Mr. Jaurr was afraid to go fur- ther, fearing another powder, but he knew what he meant when be meant ft. Seeing Mrs, Jarr was not looking, he put out one fevered foot from un- der the bedclothes to cool it, but had to draw it back again because of the chill that threatened, A man being sick and helpless, and especially with a disordered stomach, it Is the duty of all ministering wom- en to recite @ bill of fare to him, when the mere thought of food | sickens. rs. Jarr had suggested everything frbm tea and toast to oatmeal gruel to Mr. Jarr, when suddenly he de- cided he felt better and would get up. Once on his own feet, he was bis own boss. He shaved himself, dressed himself, sut down and ate good breakfast and announced he Was going down to the office, But if he thought the unthinking world was only putting in coal and not thinking of him he was mis- taken. ‘They were talking about him at Gus's place, for instance, ‘That feller's always sick,” said Gus, “He should take a good slug of whiskey three times @ day with bit- tors,” “But he takes that, and more,’ aid LLABELLE MAE DOOLITTLH, noted poetess of Delhi, loves to Slavinsky, the glaser. “Yes, bit he won't take bitters, be- cause he don’t like them,” sald Gus, “What he needs is plenty of meat,” said Bepler, the butcher; “meat will keep everybody well.” “But when you're sick you can't eat meat; you went delicacies. His wife whould send for pickled herrings and smoked sturgeon end things like that tor the appetite,” eaid Schmidt, the delicatessen dealer, “I got in some fresh maple syrup that would fix him up,” said Muller, the grocer, Down at the office the general gpin- jon was that Jarr had been exces- sively convivial, and his absence was due to his excesses. Mr. Jarr was reecived rather coldly in consequence, when he did get down to his work. As for the g00d wife at home, she saw the doctor stop at the door with some alarm, for, as she said to herself, | “He'll charge us for the visit, just the ‘saume!" But she squared it with the conscience of wifely economy by hav- ing him look at the children’s throats while he was there, the children hav- ing Just come in from school, HJLE some of the latest am- phiblous motor cara are at- tracting considerable atten- tion both here and abroad, a British company has developed a land-and- water sidecar attuchment for the | motoreycle which 18 also a curious innovation, ‘The body of this ts bullt along the (Copsright, 1016, by H. J. Barrett) good; and the powder every twenty 6 HY do you carry the Per-|aquickly; that invested in yours would ™inutes. That's for your stomach," fection brand in p turn much more slowly. And speod| “And I'm not at my work, and no- ce to ours?’ asked the or prpaver is the secret of success tn) = ——= a ny business, palonman, “You admit that the qual-|™%y UNHerOre, roy carrying the per.| A Leap Year Warning. pro¢ s equal to OUr|fection brand helps sell other ; 2RE competitor's and that we quote you a| By carrying goods for which these a BEM is a0und leap yaar advise aise. whieh s you about 5 per|4 strong demand I satisfy and hold from the files of @ pioneer cent. more profit. The money we save |WAtniners, To stock an obscure Ine Western newspaper that was by refusing to advertine goew to you." | tracted the habit of dealing elsewite |e eiitie soe ee ernrY OF more wo: “Very true, dmitted the grocer.| “I've learned that there's more than ‘Wasa 200 a hig | a the parlor “But, nevertheless, the Perfection|one way to figure profits. Although #l@ne With @ young lady and sho brand shows me u far greater profit|!'d net a few more cents on each can Works her chair close to yours, looks because of the greater volume of |Of Your product Td well, the tact that gre" sen nor aye te sure ease gales, The Perfection people spend|™Y sales of the advertised brand See confused and blush and ineve $100,000 annually in advertising, That] total so much more ina month means Rway, Just sit right still, and chew Means a stronz demand from the| kreater net profit in that pandéular SWAY. Just ait right still, and chow consumes. My ks would have to) department wait. You're in no danger. apend valuable time in actively push-| “Take that apparent extra profit |” jut if sho leads you to & sofa, sits img your brand. ji ee jyou offer me~put it Into good cons down by you, takes your hand in hers, “The Perfection selis itsel can| sumer advertising and dealer helps . 00) > ell $300 worth 4 month of the ad- and I'll talk business, Fast nickels oF Tavbar botnets, Bare, Joke Up lato Yertised product. It is doubtf'! if I] are better than slow dimes, You axpression and gently whispers it 1s Gould well over $00 or $70 worth of | people had better jump on the band leap year and business is business, yours. Tho capital I invest in your | wagon and advertise or i ud you had better prepare to get out of @empetitor’s product Sturns over! yourselves left at the the way, unless you think so, wa” t af). same lines 46 & canoe, is secured to @ very low chassis by meags of four By Fermicsion Of POPULAR MECHANICS” Here’s a Motorcycle-Canoe. winged nuts, and may be quickly d tached and used in the water, Th framework, says Popular Mechantei 1s constructed of wood and provided with metal shields at each end, while the exterior {s covered with stanch, waterproof canvas, It has sufficient room for two per- sons and when used as a canoe may be paddled with ease, While it ts particularly convenient Ellabelle Mae Doolittle — By Bide Dudley — Copyright, 1016, ty The Prem Publishing Oo, (The New York Wvening World), not a funeral.” Last week the poctess attended a ball given by the Wom- @n’a Betterment League and danced ‘with twelve men. Eleven of them said noting at all while on the floor. The twelfth—none other than P. Silas @onversed on various subjects with | her while they were gliding about the room, and these little flying dis- oussions added greatly to the enjoy- ment of the dances Reaching home at mfdnight, Miss Doolittle gave the matter of conver- sational dances considerable thought, She decided that, while talk of any kind i# better than none at all, the subjects discussed should be, if possi- | dle, apropos of the step being in-| dulged in. Then it ocourred to her that a rhyme might be more interest- ing than just plain conversation. And she went to her desk and wrote one for use in the one-step. Here it is: friend, we are doing the one-step, cobra tans Be feat Yet not be 2 anxious to. go tt, Isn't thin @ delightful lot pieasuret pong. er isa: upae Pealose fe ta with So ‘af eld gecean, My aster’ alld, ‘Teeney Rickettal tel Sat ict nee ey ey, vd-—wo to oburch serrice! ing Bac singing friend bat 45 ive tay ioow keen delight“ Miss Doolittle was greatly pleased with the one-step rhyme, #0 she de- cided she'd go ahead and write one that might be used for conversational purposes in the fox-trot. In order to get the exact rhythm of this step she, danced about her room @ little. While, going around the foot of the bed she caught one toe in the rug and twisted it—the toe, not the rug. The ensuing pein awakened her artistic nature to the fullest extent and she was able to| write fox-trot rhyme that came straight from the heart. We take great pleasure in printing 4 herewith: the . Peter P. Doolittle, at Hoaligan’s, ealoon, aye she wou't Tet In ay it, Day for being ful ae the YJ oa igoiting Is apt to make one 5 not a danoe it with « fat 1 Pertearto'll dink ‘of the planter. The next day Miss Doolittle wrote @ conversational rhyme to go with It follows: PC CN ao Rall Me iy lovely, Wo glide o'er th ‘breath from beautiful shore. three! On. ah, ahi Here We go! Fran MEE! Pale old SE) wap, JEEP Soray "ior tae beautital” wala ‘The postess 18 to demonstrate the use of her conversational rhymes at meeting of the Live and Let Li veague next week. Ernie Pooweeple, cee yenced himueit out of a Job at rocery store, will assist her. for the cyclist who uses his machine yn duck shooting trips, it 1e equally adapted for pleasure purposes, Hise Doolfttle told the Chapter last ‘Tuesday that she would surely be on 4. Bak were pleased. ee eae Pettibone, the Delhi tonsorial artist—| 4 . of the Women's Betterment | |Back? You don’t? Why, that's al- dame MOE Oxdeninal, you kaow, with all the i} | | The Stories Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune by ‘The L’rem: Publishing Go, (The New York Bvening World), TOINE.—By Guy de Maupassant. iN 1S name was.Antoino Macheble, but every man who knew him called him “Toine,” and he called every man he knew “My Son.” » i Toine kept the “Friends’ Meeting Place” inn at the Normem ih. village of Tournevent, He was a jolly giant, and enormously fat. | He was getting along in years, but the only effect of old age was to make | him fatter and ruddier. | He was popular throughout the whole region, and famous for his odg+ jnac~ His barroom was always full and he was always laughing. : The inn-keeper’s wife, “Mother Toine,” was the direct opposite of Ber |merry husband. She was a tall, thin, cantankerous old shrew, with a body |like @ rail and the head and the voice of a screech owl. She hated jovial | Toine; she hated his tippling friends; she hated laughter. The only things she loved were her poultry. She spent hours a day in the chicken yard behind the inn, and she was kept busy at the inn iteelf from (morn tll night, One of her million grievances against Toine waa that he | made his living by so easy a task as tending bar, But still more, she hated his fat, his gaiety, his laziness, his unfailing good health. “Just wait!" she shrilied at him once, in ohiidieh ~ fury. “Just walt! My turn will come! Youll go to | Pieces some time, like a alit meal sack!” Totne only laughed. And he kept on getting fatter. Then, one day, Re was stricken with paralysis. And never again could he walk or stand, But he was cheerful withal. His one joy now wus in eating, He looked forward to his three daily menis with a pathetic eagerness, Mother Teine hated him worse than ever, now that she had to wait on him, and he, in turn, grew horribly afraid of her. |__ “Look at him!” she squaited once to a group of Toine’s friends, who had come in from the barroom for a chat with the invalid, “Look at hm lying \there! The worthless, Jazy glutton! The hulking mass of uselessness! He | has to be fed and scoured like a pig! He's good for nothing!" | “Perhaps he's attil good for something,” suggested the Village wit, “You But Mother Toine had no sense of might put a setting of eggs under him.” The friends roared at the joke. humor at all, She took the suggestion in good faith and she began to con- sider its possibilities, Next day she brought ten eggs to Toine, putting five of thém under each of his huge arms, | “Hatch them, lazybones!” she ordered, tersely. ‘Toine flew into a frightful rage, amashing the eggs to an omelet. “Very good!" sald the wife, “But unless you agree to do as I tell you, you can starve to death. I'm not going to feed you again,” He lay there, swearing and fuming while the odor of dinner wae wafted to him from the kitchen. He held out against the proposed indignity until nightfall, ‘Then he surrendered. Mother Toine again put five eggs under each of bis armas. ~ Presently the story went the rounds of the village and then, through the the whole province. People flocked by dozens to the A Prophecy Comes True, ——? 3 inn to gape at the human Incubater. At first Toine | A Queer was ashamed to look them {n tho face, But gradually Profession. he waxed interested in his queer task, As the daye Seaweed Went on his Interest grew. At the end of three weeks the first ese hatched. And a downy little chicken ran out from under Toine’s arm and nestled in Bip long beard, Then affother and another and another, until there were nine, Chickens represented fricassees, of which Toine was inordinately fond. |The more chickens he could hatch the more fricassees he could eat. And Toine smiled bilssfully. He had at last found his life work. When a Man’s Married ' — By Dale Drummond Covrngnt, 1016, lo Tue Prew Publishing Co, (The New York breuing World), CHAPTER IX, “Why can't she be like this all the | time?” Robert thought as he drew 66 ZF all the things under thelner to him and told her how muon shining sun, whatever pos-| ne hid enjoyed the walk. ened to give Just then the bell rang. “T wonder who it can be on Sunday night?” Jane said as Robert went to the door. you me books?" It was Jane's birthday. Robert bad brought her two of the latest books,| “Mr. and Mrs, Harper followed Rob- thinking to please her. She threw/ert into the living room. As Jane rosé one of the offending volumes on the|t? greet. them she thought with emb pee embarrassment of her empty larder, “You have such a pretty hom “You are the most disappointing| Mrs. Harper remarked, to Robert's man! I wanted some furs and get—| satisfaction. “I have always loved BOOKS! Mrs. Fisher asked me what} this old place. In summer tt ts expected, and I told her ‘furs.’| lovely.” What will she think?’ “That's what I tell Mra. Hi ba Robert replied. “She thinks {t rather forlorn, but it will soon be spring and she wiil change ber mind, I'm are, when she finds bow attractive ig eve upon then.” Robert cast an 8 O 8 Jane, but while understanding per- fectly, she ignored his aignals. She knew he wondered why she didn't offer to make coffes and pass cakes and crackers, and that he dared not make the suggestion. In her nervouse ness she made a blundering remaglo— as it turned out: “Who is your dressmaker, Harper? Your gown 1s lovely.” “Oh, T go to Hunting. She mad@ your ‘blue dress you wore to Mrs. Brady's dinner, didn't she? ‘Then, without waiting for a reply, “The only objection I have to her te her prices, She's a robber, if ever there was one. One hundred and were “Don't be childish, Jane. You know very well that I cannot afford furs. Didn't we figure up last night that we Would have scarcely enough to get | along until my next pay day? I'm| sorry to disappoint you, dear,” as! Jane commenced to ery, “but it can’t | be helped. ‘he furs, like many other} things, will be something to look for- ward to when I get a bigger salary. “Come, dear, dry your eyes and will go for a walk. It's a lovely Su day, and it's too bad to spend it in we had an automobile. Mrs. rison, that blond woman I duced you to the other day, has beauty. Her husband gave lt to her for a birthday present.” “I'll bet she'd change the car for your slimness,” Robert laughed; avoirdupois is something startling “That's right, make fun, 4o it to get my mind off of things. | If I had even a little cheap run- about I'd be satistied. Do ypu sup- pose we ever will have one? “Perhaps, some day. But just at present walking will have to do for | s, It's very healthy, you know, to walk a lot. If you had a car you'd goon be as fat a8 Mrs, Harrison,” “Oh, bdh!" Jane exploded, but five dollars for thie simple if thing.” . “Oh, but it ts so stylish,” Jane ree turned, her eyes, however, on Robert, “Your blue was much ‘handsome, But, then, she had more incentive, Dressmakers are but human, and \can't be blamed if they do better for pretty women, who show off their work to advantage, than they do for we ordinary mortals who haven't when they reached the street she| Titian hair and big blue e,os.” ipped her bandSthrough his arm! The laugh that accom janted thie chatted pleasantly while they speech robbed jt of all semblance of were out. Jealousy, Making a Hit y Alma Woodward Copyright, 1916, toy The Prew Publisiing Co. (‘The New York Uvening World). Ina Stationery Store. grip and pneumonia around, But I think that the stationory business | must give you credit for being hones| tor etacle waar of bine teretandle: at | anyway, young man, No, T won't take mean tat a few conte amr? om lie wither. | 4NY—1'm susceptible to ‘germs, ty in monologue wit be sworn to by) “What pretty birthday cardst Wodents ef dealers all over the city.) re charming, really. Well, the 66T7\O you keep magazines? Ob, you As little as'two for five? 'Cer- tainly, nobody could complain of that what one that serial story is | Price, could they? Yes, they'd be very nice if [ Knew any one who was go- running in—-that one about the glrlling to have a birthday—but I don't. who becomes an opera singer and) “Why, you keep toys, too! How goes to Rome and— Ob, you don’t] cute! T suppose all the kiddies in the read the magazines yourself?| neighborhood just love to come in Why, how funny, when they're right | here and look at them. I'll have to here ‘and you can get them for noth- | tell some on my block to come tn. ing and everything, ENO, I don't know the name of the story, but they said there was a pretty girl's head on the cover, Yes, What? You don't care to haVe thé store filed with children touching the. toys? Now, you know you don’t me young man, You have a do? Well, I want to : ‘ ' You're right, there seems to be pretty | kind and you must love the Xirla” heads on all the magauine | dear little things, h ps Al et me see, is there anything I “Weil, maybe a book would be bet-! really want. ter, anyway. I see you have a circ lating Hbrary. Two cents a day That's reasonable enough, I'm sure, Now pick me out a good triangle story. You know—one about a man ‘and his wife and the other man. You ought to know what sort of book Is most in demand, That one? ‘Love and Prune Blossoms!" Well, for good~ ness sake! The people of this neigh- borhood must be funny, "Oh, I forgot to ask you, do you rillse your books as they come Because 1 always make it a rule never to go into a store without making a purchase of some sort, especially as ['ve taken up a few minutes of your time, “Oh, blotters! I DO need blotters, ‘Ten cents a package? Blotters are funny things. If you have a great many of them you throw them away before they're half used. I'll take one just now, and when that's gone I'll come in for some more. One cent, you say? Very well, ? “Now you see I did buy somet ust a little, conscientious clple af ming, Good-day,” Be