The evening world. Newspaper, April 24, 1916, Page 12

ns Sea e SS 5 fo code | ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Published Daily Except Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Now. 52 to Park Row, New York. a President, 63 Park Row. | ‘Treasurer, 62 Park Row. | . Jn, Secretary, 63 Park Row. | the Post-OMce at Now York: as Second-Clasa Matter. | Entered o Bubseription Rates to Toc Evening) For England and the Continent and World for the United States All Countries in the International and Canada. Postal Union ' AO! One Year. .30 One Mont RANTED the lafe legislative session did little to lighten the burdens of this city. Granted it dueked the inain ae ot} gh home rule and passed only a few picayune relief measures » expenses, motor taxes, Sheriff's | proved an utterly unjust reapportionment sfused the city any immediate or permauent guarantee against the 7 f the er it drivks.| Granted it jammed through the usual choice assortment of bills for} rural jobs and repaigs, seventy per cent. of the cost of which will be saddled on the metrop Nevertheless the city has le ean turn to good account, if it « affecting water supply and court hou fees and county roa 1 charg sheme, | rned from the session something it) ned that when its representatives ! Taine red ia the int gn for eighiy-cen terest behind tlhe movement and the city’s legislators behind the bill. ‘The result was complete victory, | The Evening World’s practical lessons in city finance called forth | the first real public pressure yet exerted to secure the city’s release | from the grip of up-State selfishness and greed. Results were only) a beginning. But if the pressure is increased enough to put every Senator and Assemblyman from Greater New York in the front rank) of the fight, the result can be victory. The city’s taxpayers know how to do it if they have the will. “AS AN ABSOLUTE UNIT.” A S AN example to such as are inclined to hold their prejudi was put public in- higher than their country and their position more important | than the Presidents, we call atiention to a telegram sent last) ‘Uhursday by Frank J. Sprague, distinguished engineer, member of the; Naval Consulting Board, earlier inventor and perfector of the trolley! car, eminently practical American: | April 20, 1916, The President of the United States, Washington, D. C.: Permit me to join in an expression of well-merited and hearty congratulation on the form and substance of your mas- terly note to the German Government, and the fact and manner of your presentation of the situation to Congress, and hence to the world at large. Although 1 am of different political faith, and have chafed at what have seemed unnecessary delays in dealing drastically with a continuous disregard of neutral rights, [ appreciate the fact that few can realize even in small measure the extraor- dinary difficulties which have beset your path, end the great burden which has rested upon you while trying to conserve peace and honor under unexampled conditions and with In- numerable tonflicting advices at a time, too, of naval and mili- tary unpreparedness to enforce decisions. The role of critic is an easy ono to essay, whether from political reasons or because of personal ambitions, but this Is a time when every decent conception of patriotism should sub- ordinate all controversial and carping tendencies to the one resolve to stand as an absolute unit, country and people, be- i hind you, and for the honor and welfare of the United States H to uphold to the extreme limit your action not alone ia bebalf of this country, but for all mankind. FRANK J, SPRAGUE, We have scen no better patriotic guide for the use of all persons | orm and parties at the present moment. <4 by toe Has inl (The New Yor! Brening Woe. “Oh, gee! Back to the daily grind!” By J. H. Cassel The Office Force — By Bide Dudley —- j i} Like Copyright, 1918, by The Pews Pubile The New York 66 ilie, the blond, “LE heard a good . as ghe stuck h Want to hear her gum under her chair, “1 yg, tht it ta us, Mr see by the papers New York's geims| “Well, it went like this to have a State Board of Film Cen: | got a fat wife. sors, What does that mean?” pone eps says, “BI It means,” replied Bobbie, the of- | |) ‘gertously thinking of i fice boy, hat the censors will see} for two little ones. that the films are sensible,” | folks?" “Bosh!” came from Miss Primm The country looks for serious reading matter this week. <4 ———— ONLY THE DATE THE SAME. | HE death of Shakespeare and Cervantes on the same day— T April 23, 1616—is a maj imagination. We wish the learned lad let it alone, H A number of years ago, however, some meddling astronomer had| to point out that if Shah re died on the day reckoned the 23d of April in England and Cerv Koned the 23d of April in} tic coincidence which appeals to the spe antes on that r on the saine day. The reason is that Spain adopted the Gregorian calendar on its; first promulgation from Rome in 1682. Eng 3d day of April in Spain core g then ten days vonded with Consequently in 1616 the the 13th in England, there bei Old and New Style. We are not aware that this overzealous and undesired demonstra-| tion has ever been refuted. If there is any way of knocking it to| pieces and saving the coincidence, this would seem a good year to| effect the rescue, Se | And speaking of calendars, the trouble with Master in this climate is that it comes too early, There ought to be some way of figuring it into May. Dollars and Sense H. J. Barrett a GERTOT long ago 1 was reading any trousers, boots of the type worn by interesting ccount of the ex- | 3 granotarers, Nat topped « i Renin at eaun sof the Weber and Field: periences of a group of four| these constituted tut a poe ee young men who, in 1900, made an at-| treasure trove. ‘The basen £ the tempt to operate the mines of stocked with wines and ligt 4 a deserted camp in Nevada,” said 4] had been lying t Ad Nau whieh merchant, since the “The man who owned the general store had inerely turned the key Vanished seventies, Ww, then, had j A wl i The the lock and abadoned | bia stock OP Aen nets on vig wae & wood y “So you think I'm blondine: goods to its fate no young mon | Travan for the age of this stack. But! en? Well, you little runt, I'm pl | that they could have the sture and its | whieh a & goods eet my + my contents for $250. | eich hay ‘o. Ka" replied the office boy “Upon entering, they found the} “To all « my place |swhat are you ravin’ about? 1 got place filled with miscellancous mer-|1 Mx a tag nin code indi |my dope from the floorwalker, you 0 chandise of a previous generation, |the month and year of arrival. | He told me he danced. with 5s Lying in the doorway was « huge coil | of different’ colors { know, He told me he danred Will | between husband and wife, of manila rope worth more than they |Difying different yea feu sider.” es bitter, brutal truth | Paid for the whole outfit. Among | ine posted on tho status of an the "s sake!” murmured other things was a complete line \ glance, Monthly Togo throug n. “Bobbie, you've awfall ‘a wearing apparel. It was stock and when T find anythin od as new, b course, obsolete |Which is weaving ts welcome T aang out tbe blonde, “he's a , atyle. Frock « of rich doe! slasi the 4 mercile and get i 0 toe ue, hee * | would probably a skin with flaring, re cut skirtsjout of the place. ‘Thus 1 turn imy . pain listal p and lapels edged wie 1 !, fancy | car and avoid the insidious : the or i q i " ulous Mr. thi bos@, stepped tn t ve-matches waistcoats with the @ntive front cut! leaks head charges again lA J If love-mateh out to show a frilled shirt, peg top| capital invested in dead stock,” private secretary to the bors bie thinks thut is funny, more about r4 about Sunday Nn Billy Sunday.’ kno than a hi “Do yo Bobbie innu “Oh, Primm. Then she turned to the blonde ss, Mixs ‘illie,” films first and find out if *| they're fit for women and children tc . If not, the © ty seo tho seo thi the % named “Oh, Bobbie, ote 3," halt so good us sweet, Miss Till that bunko Miss Primi, “Hear The blonds flared up at once, “On,| so a compliment for me is bunke talk, 1s tt?) Weil, Vil have you know Suzanna Primm, the ho: apgry didn’t Miss erty down blonde. “Ah, Miss uses! any 5 4 kos 1 An. ‘ | "Who--the women and children?” Spain, we can be quite certain these two great geniuses did not die! asked Bobbie. “Puy no attention to him, folks!” | said Mies Primm, about to say, 1 think it Furst und waited until 1751, | women and children should - said Bobble. my He’ ‘hildren reck Well, I do decla certainly & xt or NY mean ite the room at that point and the stenog papber cut short ber remarka, tly ‘5 Furst, that's always \n my Now, ne arow it “Hob: 8 doesn't | i censors | 5, entered ys Uke to ivate & “Yaw said the asked | 1} be put under than ¢ n sword, Minati® ‘anapped Blea lee an ¢ for the laughter ou know what 1 mean” | 2s ean naw sho sald, “will s sald Bobbie, hut up!" snapped M ————_- 42$—__—— Beneath the rule of men entirely great, the pen is mighter — | BULW One man’s | Anothor man comes | There's nothing of interest going on, isn't your w Bil grins and re; na then 16") waist is close at hand?” remarked a about the | sort {to get new fly screens, and the had | kitet ten — By Roy L. Copyright, 1018, by The Press Publi 2 W NT to see tho pape ta! asked Mr, Jarr, as he sat Ua at his ease after supper. “U've read it," said Mrs, Jarr, ife except I see there's a sale of summer > aists tosmorrow.” “And you are glad that summer ts poming and the reign of the shirt- | Mr, Jarr, “L certainly am, “And that reminds me that replied Mrs. Jarr. 11 have n needs painting. The land- | lord won't do it, so we'll have to do tt; ‘si I saw a salo advertised of window screens there! The Jarr Family McCardell —— bu, (The New York Krening World), ome place. the advertisements of targains “It's what 1 Mrs, Jarr. Save some money, and thé qniy way can save money ts to buy cheaply, and the only way to buy cheaply is to look for’ bargains." “Thea the only way to save money is to spond it%" askod Mr. Jarr. “Certain: sald Mrs, Jarr. at this advertisement: tee You Will Si Sale.’ cent?" | amie “Now, as 1 wa 48 a man ted that | who sugg him,” sald | about that fellow, Women futher nee '| id the blonde, s off some Copyri “but t ou are p "re not pity and | talk!” snapped | that I'm as pretty! ere, Bunko | The most mis im Spooner, the no flies, believe me!" said Bobbie, pointing at “That's ‘my friend! | ——$—$—————————— “Why. should we flirtations, aud his trifles? | Miss Pris ate that you're not prett j his wife, she'd have to run| Whe beauty!” retorted — the | hen a woman beauty was molasses says “Lam misunderstood!” she always adds “Alas!” When a man says it he always adds “Thank Heaven!” are jawiully mixed in the transporiatiqy. Reflections of A Bachelor Girl By Helen Rowland ©, by The Lees Publishing Co, (The New York Breaing World), IN a man makes a fool of himself “seek the woman'—-and you'll always find at least two of them, It may sound funny, but a woman gets a lot more joy out of tie plea: jure a man takes in looking at her than he does. A men's idea of impressing a woman with his ability to make her per- I loye every drop of blondine she | fectly happy seems to be to begin by proving to her how many women hi blonde turned on him like a| Has Succeeded in making perfectly miserable, } This !s the foolish time of the y brother's hair is/ Would rather hear what you think about the color of her eyes or her new | spring hat than whet you think about the politi 1 Who Would stop to ner really us ar made in rable moment of a man's life is that in which he sudden- ly discovers that his wife isn’t int | flirta resting cnough to make him forget his) t absorbing enough to make him forget “Twenty cents on every dollar, of course,” replied Mr. Jarr.. “Well, there you arel” exclaimed Mrs. Jarr, “You think I bay sonse, I know. But don’t you see, if spent twenty dollars on household |furnishings and saved twenty per/ |cent.—twenty times twenty ts how) ings. much?" “Four dollars, if you moan what ts} twenty per cent. on twenty dollar “Well, there," replied Mrs. Jarr, I'll have suved four dollars.” spend the twenty dollars Jarr. Mrs. Jarr. that, and And yet y ag if I were talk fool goes! ‘Indeed I do,” replied Mr. Ja: too, Vor gener as fast as it goes,’ “but you try to run tl you'd read the bargain You'd be glad of the doliar—so the: sales to! ‘ar, When even an ardont feminist al situation, wally a divorce may have its ineiplent beginning in the first lie but me tof them have their birth In the first ASK a girl for a kiss before taking it name ADTER taking tt lleayen most of tnem must get ——$—$————_——$——$—— “I suppose I would,” Jerr, Who saw how fut you are glad the time of simple! tim’'s shirts and shirtwatsts hes come| again.” “Woll, you eee," waid Mrs, got somo good skirts and guirt waist end the style hasn't changed in those to gny extent, andere, paavent anything else ait to wear like other women hare.” for summe, she sighed: Don’t lose the paper, ve to read,” remarked e've got to save some money, which means that I've got to “Look ‘We Guaran- Twenty Per Cent. On All House Furnishings at This How much is twenty per} NO} ro can epend twenty dollar and then! “Suppose you really didn't need io asked Mr. “But I do, that's the trouble,” sald! of letters SHE—ver, SHE—-write “I need this and I need! T can nave $4 by spend-j|can ece with my own eyes. ing twenty, why shouldn't I do it?) Rot a 00d a eit there grinning at me You do not have to worry how the money! “And I have to worry how it comes, » it doesn't come “lL do my best,” sald Mra, Jarr, house and saving 20 cents on plied Mr. | it was to} | change a woman's ideas about saving | money by spending it, “and I'm glad to hear you speak #o sensibly about common sense clothes in sumracr that | ""'T'VO! send in the Sahara Dest, but what yood would it do? | The Stories Of Stories —SSS ° 5 Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces LL By Albert Payson Terhune Corrright, 1016, by The Pree Publisiing Co, (Tue Nes Tork Rreaiag Wo:tAy #5 THE DOG OF FLANDERS; by Outaa. | ELLO and Pr che were chums. Moreover, they were alone to | N gother in the world and had not so much as acrust to shave be- tow thom. Nello was a peasant lad wio lived in a village be~ | Yond the city of Antwerp, Patrasche was bis great :ellow dog. | From Nello'’s childhood the boy and dog had been inseparable. And ‘now Nello was all but a grown man, And Patrasche wes very, very old. | Nello’s grandfather, with whom they both had lived, bad just died, and even | bis hovel and his few sticks of furniture had been seized for debt. ! Nello could not get work. For, Baas Cogez, the rich man of the neigh- | borhood, hated him, and had threatened with his displeasure any neighbor. | Who should give employment or alms to the boy. Cogez’s hatred sprang | from the innocent love of poor Nello for the Baas's pretty daughter, Alots. | Christmas Eve had dawned, bitter cold and snowy, when Nollo and | Patranehe were evicted from the shack they called home, The boy and the | dog tramped into Antwerp, chilled and hungry, to watch the awarding of the yenrly prize of 200 francs for tho best original drawing by a novice artist. | Nello had drawn a@ sketch for the competition--a sketch into which he had Iput his very soul, But the prize was given to a rich burgher's son. BARRA RARE 5 The boy, followed by his dog, retraced his atepa ' A Forture toward the village that Lad Leen his home. Suddenly, +} in the Snew. Patrasche hatte dd began to dig tho hard pannnnnnannnraneah teouen enor, After a mome he unearthed a wallet jo~p Wallet stuffed @ith money. It boro Baas Cogez'n name, Nello sped back | to the village, arriving at nightfall, at the door of the Cogez house. | ‘The Baas wos still away from home, searching for the lost wallet that contained the bulk of his wealt:. Nello thrust it into Alois‘s hand, her, by way of reward, to keep Patrasche and to see that the worn-out dog was made comfortable in his last days, Then, before the girt @peak, he turned and left the house, shutting Patraeche behind him. Back to Antwerp he trudged, dizzy and weak from starvation. He mew the Cathedral would be open all night for prayer, and he sought ite from the biting cold. He had often visited the holy spot, and had longing onthe two huge veiled Rubens paintings of the Crucifixion, He Be@ never had money enough to pay the verger for unveiling them. It was the’ chief desire of hie artiatic soul to behold these matchless paintings. : 5 + Into’ the deserted cathedm! Nello crept at midnight. Through « verse” carclesenesa the two picturon had been left unveiled. A shaft of wit | moonlight {llumed them, Nolio sank to his knees in ecstacy, murmuring: ' “I have seen them ot }: A hairy muzzle thrust itseif timidly Into his hand, Beside him stooa | Patrasche, who had escaped from the warmth and welcome of Bans Cogev@ house and had tracked his adored master's steps through the icy night to the lehurch. The aged dog was exhausted from his Journey and from huager, Yet, {n order to freeze and starve with the boy he loved, he had turned dis back on all that makes life pleasant. Nello threw his arms about bis chunt'e shagay throat, crying: “Let us lie down and die together! | all elone.” ‘ Raising his eyes to the ehining figure on the Cross, ho whispered: | “We whall see His face there. And Ife will not part us, I think.” At dawn the verger found them, nestling close to- ‘® gether at the altar foot, killed by the merciless cold, } dawn, too, a world-famed artist wandered high and low through Antwerp, eagerly asking for the \¢ % peasant boy genius whose picture should have won the prize, had merit counted, And at dawn came Baas Coge: to gaze down sehrougn tear-blurred eyes at tho dead youth. “[ was cruol to the lad!" he sobbed, “Ard ne amends, He should have been to me as a fon. . But peacefully heedlens of the help that came too late, the boy and hia dog sept on. All their tives they had been together, and in thelr deaths they were not divided, : Men have no need of us, and we are, So nnnnnnnnnnnnnare ! The Help That Came Too Lat : I would have ma@e ———_—+}e- With much, we surfelt; plenty makes us poor.—. RAYTON. ry e e Just a Wife--(Her Diary) ! Chapters From a Bride’s Life-Story. Edited by Janet Trevor. ® " ! Coprrght, 1016, by The Pres Ibiisuing Co, (Tio New York Ks ening World), | CHAPTER IV. furious dialogue kept on. r “Oh, sure, you're the sufferi 5 ULY b.+I am wondering i? Neal. Wie Taba wen Cerne ale and I shall ever really quarrel |now, but sneering, pitilessly. “Gee, don’t mean the exchange of ayes! Compared to you, St Lawrences on the gridiron was a ‘piker. t you whine about, I don't know. Give you everything you want"—= “Except a little love, Tom,” sip’, petulant word or two, b: a long, horrible, insulting acene that !s agony to live through and a scar on tho memory. There was such a querrel| sobbed. 1|1n the room next to me this morning. “With mo it's different,” the Mr. and Mrs, Soames occupy that | continued, speaking with icy deliberas room, Mrs, Higgins, the owner of|tion. “1 don't do the baby act, but the boarding house, ways that they/ what do you suppose I get out of ve been with her three years, and jMarriage? I thought I was marryt that they came to Sandport for heir|n young, affectionate, attractive hoheymoon, as Ned and I have done. | who would make a real home for Ned had gone downstairs, and I} What have I for a wife? A women wan getting ready for bréakfs who looks ten years older than I; @ denly I heard the sound woman with (de instincts of a thiew- voices through the thin partition. ing monkey; a Woman who has civga “Confound you, you've been at my! me no children ‘ pockets ogain!” growled a volce| “Oh, a op!” she moaned. “How which for a moment I did not identify ch things to me! Hew with the low, grave tones in which} can you be so cruel, a0 base, #0 tie marly? I loved you when I Mr. Soames ordinai i (et n't) A ron get over your infe! a you. I was young and happy, “4 teen ta thie country graveyard thing you desired BENT aaa eee Sno tom, 1 do frust’—- came 1n al pened! And then—you killed ite wail from the other occupant of the/'¥ou bruised and shook and beat, aot me, but my love for you. Ob, I’ for- aa But it's not in any wom. an's power to forgot.” if you trust me, you've a pretty way of showing it!” he ex- telaimed sarcestically. "I don't go nosing around among your belong: 1don't open letters address: |to you. You know I don't, Hasn't a woman ANY sense of honor, of de- ency?"* e hs ees, maybe she has, when the mon to whom she js married {s hon- | vrable and. decent,” she shriiled. aid look’ in your pockets, and I In- tend to do so every time T mot # chance, And i end, $e, Oran any nk @round, It's my cl Bintieed eels mite to know wile the Sinner Me and Mie oneal ap- 4 ‘ , + | parent mee |weltes tettors to you and what gort | Parents fre on ee tt of terme or on tho piazza. She is cheerful and friendly: he is almost lover-likey’ And Ivo} in_ his attentions, that’s! T am 50 £0) sorry for: her—ale | though how can she bear to apy en but) him? I wish 1 could do something te :liielp her, but I'm sure she would be utterly mortified {f she knew f hat heard thoir quarrel. IT wonder if t shall eves know more of thelr story. (To Be Continued.) om, ro “Well, “Good God, are we going t farsa? that again!” he pee Me! “Celia, . you're a fool. But I'll be Hi giana another post- reakfast, If yor wery, do it alone.” oN Nene The coor banged, and I heard & Woman's stifled sobbing. one What can make two people who have loved each other say such things? And how do they mai ee to bo such superb hypocrites most of T Tom Soames; I don't | don't trust you, inch further trust you one than 1 reason-—anybody { have!” them to go awa | they wouldn't. { wanted to p langers. in ny ears; then T re: ‘that the best thing’to do was to tin- \{sn dressing as quickly as possible nd leave the room, Meanwhile the | quffered wi | T longed Facts Not Worth Knowing. By Arthur Baer. Copyright, 1916, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New Tork Crewing Wor OBODY has ever taken a censr's of the seventeen-year locusts, they are too nervous to stand still, 2. z dinosaur, xo skeleton has ever va N ‘Altiough just as extinct as th unearthed of the Populist Party. A Cincinnati man has invented a shack absorber for use when the vice band tucks in a napkin around his collar. It is possible for modern science to compute the number of grains oft 2 Wor the benefit of fat patrons a Kokomo barber has evolved @ akiding |acete of prices starting with 10 cents for the first chin and grad te +3 cents for all over siz, wating ates '