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ames eae ARSE DLN A BRIOY } RALPH pu LAPEER, Pi J. ANGUS SHAW, Entered at the Post-Office at Nei tion Rates to The Evening , World for the United States ad WHY NOT MAK ‘T throughout the country. Fb SDerenan cee wanqeense menmee tle, » Says, to give expression to their “th “* history of the nation if the publi Treasure JOSEPH PULITZER, Jr. Secre' The Evening World Daily Magazine, ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Published Dally Except Sunday by she Press Publishing Company, Nog. 68 to Park Row, > reside wn ‘Park Row. 3 Park Row. 'Y, 63 Park Row. yw York as Second-Clase Matt For England and the Continent ané All Countries in the International Postal Uni Ne icsedeverecesessMO, BOOT E IT HISTORIC? HE President's Flag Day proclamation should find a response Fourth of July is coming, but Fourth of July is a day of special celebration and rejoicing. Americans need a quieter, soberer occasion on which, as the President oughful love of America.” June Fourteenth is the day, and it can be made memorable in the ic rises to the opportunity. The \« President has well defined its spirit: “Let us on that day rededicate ourselves to the nation ‘one and inseparable’ from which every thought that is not worthy of our fathers’ first vows of indepet ndence, liberty and right eball ‘be excluded, and in which we shall stand with united hearts for an America which no man can corrupt, ro influence draw away from its ideals, no force signally distinguished among al divide against itself, a nation 1] the nations of mankind for its clear individual conception alike of its duties and {its privi- Why shouldn't the nation on beneath the flag from New York to leges, its obligations and its rights.” that day literally stand together San Francisco and from Chicago ve to New Orleans—open air gatherings of Americans in every city and town—synchronized by a national timekeeper in Washington—at the # same hour to lift their eyes and voi paean of “America”? ices toward the flag in one great —-+-———_———— " MORE SAFETY RULES. UST as New Yorkers have beco me used to the near side stop for trolley cars and buses at street intersections it is proposed to require buses to go back to the far side rule. The Safety First Society and the Police-Department claim that when a bus makes a near side stop close to the curb many pedestrians think all the traffic has stopped an id start to cross the street. The 1 » Aldermen will hold hearings this week on an ordinance re-establishing the far side stop for buses, also on other safety ordinances which (1) ee require guards for side chains on all motor vehicles, (2) provide that "°° automobiles left in the street must be locked so they cannot be started, and (3) prohibit children from hitching or climbing on vehicles of * “any sort. % ae Most of the proposed regulati ions are sensible and should be “* adopted. But while street cars continue to etop on the near side, the "' far-side-stop tule for buses is sure to cause the public confusion and » endless vexation, not to speak of actual peril. made it should be duly considered whether uniformity is not the most important element of all safety rules. Meanwhile the city continues trians to cross thoroughfares only that purpose, safety regulation it needs most of all: Before any change is to lack the simple and obvious An ordinance requiring pedes- on the crosswalks provided for —— AN ACTOR N VOTING to affiliate itself wi S’ UNION. ith the American Federation of Labor the Actors’ Equity Association has taken a step which to some people will seem an unfortunate submerging of an art. But let nobody forget the actor’s side of the question. Play pro-|#es range; she sa: ducing has come to be not only an art’but an industry. Furthermore it is an industry in which the speculative element has developed 80] ¢ooa cranks?" asked Mr, Jarr. largely as to attract not a few operators, or managers as they prefer _ to be called, who think of art only as something they can employ somebody to get for them if they have to have it. 16 , & gamble in which he secures the winnings so far as he may to himself and shares the consequences of his are in no way responsible for them. ' that actors who have faithfully rehearsed a new play for four weeks | at @ nice place,” without a cent of pay should get a fair return for their work only| provided the man who hired them did not choose the play. a success, Is their work worth nothi on waa at fault? Tf all managers maintained the standards of a few the actors} would need no union, As things a bad guesses with the actors who Does it seem fair, for example, has not picked a failure? They hing because somebody’s judgment re, it’s the only kind of organiza- tion that some of their employers can understand, Hits From Beme people never set about to regulate the conduct of others until they have qualified by violating all the commandments in the decalogue, eee One of te peculiarities of human »y Mature is that a man magnifies the faults of his neighbors when he can- not even see his own.—-Nashville * Banner. eee All street orators are self-starters. ee Physicians and lawyers are among the few men who can tell people un- Sharp pleasant things and get paid for it.— Toledo Blade, ‘ Wits ee Who has not learned to rely on his own judgment js left in constant in- decision among many suggestions, eee The reason why secrets are not kept is that the custodians of them want some one else to know that they know something. —Albany Journal, Between gine oH rey his prom. {ses and his tenants the landlord of a flat has a hard time.—-Deseret News, Letters From the People Park Muste. To the Flltor of The Evening World I desire to express my appreciation ». of your editorial on park muste in «Tuesday's (May 16) Evening World. s), At ts indeed a poor sort of economy that curtails the city's free music. It is the sort of economy that was long| sy #B0 described as “penny wise and pound foolish.” A city Administration that claims 4 eMiclency solely on its ledger account no: COMMuCt# its affairs along lines not comparable to t adopted by mod. ern private enterprises. Private con- cerns that ave up to date recognize iy. the ordinary claims of humanity and Consider that such recognition ts as} benefivial to the firm interested as Mi of the Board of Estimate and Appor- tionment that the welfare of the en- Ure community ts identical with that of the individual citizen, and they should act accordingly. If ¢t is not apparent, they should be enlightened, and I trust that your edl- torial reached the eyes of the mem- bers of the board who needed this en- lightenment and that they recognized {t as an expression of the opinion of the citizens of New York. D, EDWARD PORTER. The Second Syllable, To the EAitor of The Evening World Will you please inform us which In saying “My address is, ‘cant be given to |the first or second syllable of the is correct. &e.,"" should the word “address”? TWO READERS, Itallan, To the Editor of The Brening World: Kindly state the nationality of an fe to the indiv.dual employee, @bould be apparent to the ee | American born child of an Italian Ambassador residing at a a ala Chicago! — By Roy L. R AND MRS. JARR and the two Uttle Jarrs were at dinner. “During the hot weather Mre. Kittingly won't even Hght her it makes her said Mrs, Jarr, apartments #0 warm, “Is she one of those uncooked- “No, indeed!" sald Mrs, Jarr. “On the contrary. But she goes out to dinner at some of the big restaurants. Generally she's invited out, but if More and more this type of manager has made play producing | she tsn't she goes and dines alone.” “I'd soon get tired of restaurant cooking. It all tastes alike,” re- marked Mr, Jarr, “Btill, it's very pleasant to dine out sald Mrs. Jarr, “No| No smell of cook- d if anything is burned or worry or bot! ing, doesn't suit you, you can send it They have worked their hardest to make it! back and order something else, which | leaning far over to see how badly her 4@ more than one can do at home. Mrs, Kittingly is lucky to have her alimony e bother he: “Hum! Would you prefer alimony and a dinner all to yourself in a big | restaurant?” asked Mr, Jarr. “I didn’t mean it would be pleas- ant for me; I mean it must be pleas- ant for Mrs, Kittingly, She has no home, in the real sense, and she has Ro children,” said Mrs, Jarr, our little family around us," re- marked Mr, Jarr, “Look out! Little Emma will upset the cream!" “Eat your crusts, Willie!" cried Mrs. Jarr, “‘Wilful waste makes woeful want.’ Bome day you may wish you had those crusts.” “Look at his hands!" said Mr. Jarr, “Surely, Willie, you are old enough to know better than to come to the table with your hands that way!” “Go wash them this minute!” com- manded Mrs, Jarr, “And, as I was going to say," be- gan Mr, Jarr—"Emma, don't kick the | table that way, Keep your feet still.” “I wish you would give her a good talking to about that awful habit she has of kicking, kicking all the time!” said Mrs, Jarr, “As I was going to say," began Mr, Jarr, again—— “I do declare!" paid Mrs, Jarr. “Whatever is getting into you chil- dren? A person doesn't have a m ment’s peace and comfort with you | hands, in a hareh voice, pered the boy, “Well, Mv Jerr, The boy ’ The Jarr Family Copyright. 1916, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World.) ry week and nothing to| “Yet it 1s a great comfort to have | “L thought I told you to wash your Willle!” exclaimed Mrs, Jarr "IT couldn't find the soap,” whim- | leave the table and don't | come back till you have found the | soap and used plenty,of it!” said! wet McCardell —— sullenly and Mr. Jarr turned to Mrs. Jurr and began: “As I was going to say"—— “Emma! Eat your pudding!” cried Mrs. Jarr, observing the little ir) was playing with her spoon. “Bat every bit of it!” “I don't want any rice pudding!” Dleated the Httle girl, “I can’t eat any rice pudding.” “You won't eat anything that's good and healthy for you," said Mrs. Jarr, “You eat it all or you'll get the worst whipping—what were you going to eay?” whe added, turning to Mr. Jarr. The scream of a frightened cat rent the air and then a yell from Willie, “Willie put the cat under the water and the cat scratched him!” cried the little girl as if greatly overjoyed, and, brother was scratched, she lost her By Helen 'T pet automobile, worth while but growth and nothing It isn’t strange that men should ott San Peet Reflections of A Bachelor Girl we — By Bide Coprright, 1016, by The Press Publishing Oo. (The New York Evening Worl.) 66] GOT a question to ask you, kid,” said Lucile, the wait- ress, as the newspaperman sipped his coffee. ‘What's all this concussion about Jal Speare, or whatever his name is, that’s going on nowadays?” “Jake Speare?” queried the news- Paperman dubiously. “Yes—you know; the English scenarius writer and stage fellow.” “Oh, I understand! You mean balance and fell out of her chair, pulling the rice pudding and @ few other articles of tableware over her, “What were you going to say?” asked Mrs, Jarr, looking at her hus- band after some semblance of quiet was restored, “I was going to eay your friend Mrs, Kittingly must be most unhappy because she has ne children,” gaid Mr, Jarr. Little minds are too much wounded by little things; great minds see all and are not even hurt,—LA ROCHEFOUCAULD, Rowland Copyright, 1916, by The Prene Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) Wednesday, By J. H. Cassel | Lucile, the Waitress O keep @ man eternally interested in kissing you, never let him, Next to the mutual responsibility of a baby there is nothing which will bind @ husband and wife together like the mutual care of a “Philosophy” !s what comes to a man of forty when he has at last reached the conclusion that nothing is permanent but change, nothing worth keeping but his enthusiasms. be as bad as they are, but that they should be as good as they are, when you consider that the greatest aim | out of it, Love: | of the average small boy's life is to grow up and be a “horrible example.” Somehow a man seems to have infinitely more admiration for a girl's mental ability to remember the number of lumps of sugar he lik |tea than for her ability to memorize the most difficult passages from "| Browning. in: his Oh, yes, you may “know” a man before marriage, but that is no sign that you'll know him afterward, because marriage has such a weird effect on most of them that the lamb that you lead to the altar to-day may be a “black sheep" at forty—or vice versa, The exquisite thrill of first discovering that you are falling in love is exceeded only by the thrill of discovering that you have at last fallen A temporary sojourn in Paradise followed by an interminable ‘@& the table penance in Purgatory, Dudley — Shakespeare. I tnink his three hun- dredth birthday ts being celebrated.” “A male victim in here this morn- Lucile went on, “was talking about Jake Spearé, and I ask who he was. “My dear lady,’ he retorts, ‘have 70 never heard of the Bard of Avon?’ “*You got me!’ I says. ‘But,’ I add, ‘Tl bite. Who is the Bard of Avon? ‘He was a great writer.’ “What did he write—insurance or policy?’ I was really kidding him a little, you see, I knew the police had put that old gambling game of policy out of business a long time ago, but Thad to be on the ny and show my- to self to be up to snuff, “‘Gosh!' he eays, ‘You're funny.’ ,’ I says in reply, not without certain amount of sneer, ‘I'm a maie comedienne, I fe that! smile on the face is worth two! court-plaster beauty sp: “He just has to grin, kid. Next he! : ‘Didn't you never hear | “‘No,’ I shoot back at him. ‘I am not up on the history of the monkey family like @ lot of the monkey's I tel ‘Most likely one of those roller | skating members of the Simoleon | family.’ “He turns to a man next to him! ‘Did you ever hear any- “The next fellow is deaf as a post, He sees my friend is verbalizing at him by noticing his lips moving, so he puts his hand on his ear and says ‘Repeat, please!’ “"'l gaid do you ke bananas?’ sa: ee ‘es friend, trying to at) ‘uni bd No,! gays the other, shaking his head, 'The wood old night gown for me!’ ral md, if Shakespeare himeclit had been ham and beaning at this, counter he'd sure had to laugh. 1| give one whoop. “‘Well,’ says the first man to mi a can't $ talk, to you ebout Shake: i PeMNot mel" I anticipate, 1 don't wor the gent.’ her guys too. “It was the voice of Lillie, the tow- head, she being it yy because Loon she is sort o' sweet on, to tke @ ride tn he car last night. I her one FRR ae ‘Oh, ho! The pone sor!’ comes from me, 10, not ry ‘a trated. Then | beat it for the kite! Lillle wait on the ous- don't care for highbrow Plays, do you?” asked the newapaper- mal “Who—me? Sure, I do!* Lucile replied, “More especially the high- brow movies. Only last night I saw one that was great. It was called ‘The Damnation of Explosive Love,’ May 31, | The Stories jan smoke without |think I might be a hel |with their own husbands! — 1916 Of Stories Plots of Immortal Fiction Masterpieces By Albert Payson Terhune Covrright, 1016, by The Press Publishing Oo. (The New York Brening World.) CHEATING THE GALLOWS. By Ierael Zangwill. OM PETERS and Everard G. Roxdal shared a suite of rooms i= the (more or less) select London lodging house of Mrs. Seacom. Peters was a froway Bohemian who picked up some sort of living by hack literature. Roxdal was a scrupulously neat and prosperous was manager of the City and Suburban Bank. The two were scarce the sort who might have been expected to form 8 friendship for each other. But they seemed to get on very well together; perhaps because they were eo seldom at ‘toms at the same time. Their work hours were different. So were their hours for am Roxdal was engaged to Clara Newell, an heiress. Peters was better contented to flirt with Polly, Mrs, Seacon’s pretty chambermaid. looking personage, en@ Tom and Miss Newell had never met, and the severely responsible Roxdal was above flirting with chambermaids. One day Roxdal disappeared. So did all the City and Suburban Bank’s available funds. During the search for the missing man Clara and Peters were thrown often into each other’s society. Peters at once fell in love with his lost chum's sweetheart, But as time went on and Roxdal did not reappear, ehe gradually began to return Tom's love, At last they became engaged. The date for their wedding was eet. Then one night Clara dreamed a strange and ot ae Gream. She dreamed that Everard Roxdal before her, his clothes dripping, and told her Pg | Tom Me Peters had killed him, stolen all his money, and throwa his body in the Thames River. The frightened girl was #0 impressed by this weird vision tBat abe ‘went etraight to the police with her story. Infected by her earnestness, the police Megan to make inquiries about Peters. Then, in Tom's absence from home, they raided his suite of rooms, ‘There they found the great sheaf of paper money stolen from the City and Suburban Bank. And a body—almost unrecognizable, yet A Qirt’e Odd Dream. The river was dragged. answering to the description of Roxdal'’e—was recovered. Peters was arrested, put on trial, and convicted of Roxdal'’s murder, In due time he was hanged. ‘his death the following signed confession was found among Bis effects: “I have been hanged for my own murder, am also Tom Peters. We two are one.” The confession went on to say that Roxdal, as a young man, hed amused himself by studying disguises and by learning to enact a dual bers) ‘When he had been appointed manager of the City and Suburban Bank, it had ocourred to him to make,use of this gift to rob the bank in I am Everard G. Roxdal. Bo he “invented” Tom Peters. The two supposed lodgers were never seen together at Mrs. Seacona Yet, so cleverly had Roxdal impereonated Peters that no one suspected the two were one. Eventually Roxdal had robbed the bank and had become Tom Peters exclusively. “I made none of the usual slips,” continued the confesefon. “But ae man can guard against a girl's nightmare. “I might have told the judge he was an ase. But then I should have fad penal servitude for bank robbery. “And that is woree than death. aera “The only thing that pussies me {i A Knotty Law has committed murder or I euicid Question. And the point is one that may arouse juries 5 amateur as well as professional—to discuss. In aay case Roxdal is probably the only man in the world’s history to be convicted and hanged for his own murder. Good manners are made up of petty sacrifices._EMERSON. Just a Wife--(Her Diary) Edited by Janet Trevor. Copyright, 1916, by The Prese Publishing Ov. (The New York Evening World.) CHAPTER XX. such a way that he will not be ane UGUST 12.—I have had @ sick | 9¢¥ed. He was angry because I A headache all day. For twoday8/iunch his office assistant, Mise Dure’ I haven't been able to sleep. I teed art I only an it out of have thought of nothing except those| friendliness for the woman helped the man I loved. horrible things I heard at Mra. Den- | "pea the ms at breakfast, ford’s dinner-dance night before last.| that ne might not notion ay ia Those women said I was not @ fit/or inquire how I slept, I spoke of wife for Ned; that I would hamper him and hold him back, That was what they agreed on—that I would be @ millstone about his neck. Ned, sweetheart, I know you might have married @ richer gir] than I, or one more prominent aocially, or somebody more clever, But you chose me and 1 am sure that you couldn't find any one who would love you better. I want to devote all my life to making you happy and comfortable. But those sneering women admitted 1 would do that—and threw it aside with a laugh, What else can I do? What is more desirable than love, a | quiet, peaceful home, little children? Even if I am not the most wonderful hostess in the world, even if am so old-fashioned that I can't see a wom- wincing, I should Pp MN] you, Ned, nse of values, the world, is women who have no id who are not content I don’t judge them, but I don't want to be like them. Only—that is the world which Ned wishes me to enter, He says he is actuated by business mo- tives, But how far does he accept the personal standards of Mrs. Den- ford and the women in her clique? Will my husband ever come to look t me with their cold, scornful eyes? I am afraid to tell him what they said, I am afraid to suggest to his mind their hostile criticiam. And yet, six weeks ago I was gloriously confi. dent that nobody could say anything about me which would ct his miration. It comes to this: IT am not sure of myself with Ned any more. I stop to consider if he will understand some casual remark as I meant it. Acts which seem to me perfectly natural I plan to explain in —— Facts Not Worth Knowin By Arthur Baer Copyright, 1916, by The Prese Publishing Oo, (The Now York Evening World.) The guides do not object to souvenir hunting tourists chipping pieces from the Sahara desert, you know him?" Ned pincet glared at me. a “That fake ~ mptuously, the biggest Ucity grabber in the country, think he must pay advertising rates, You have a queer idea of the medieal profession if you find him to admire. Of yf unease I protested. “ET wasn't rawing any comparisons. know nothing about the 5, children he said “yeu look il, What is the oat I told him about my head, simply that I hadn't slept well, was utterly considerate and making le down at once darkening the room and Pillows. He kissed me go he has forgotten that once or twi lately I had suddenly become @ tient, you see. or deeds annoy you, avoid them. I will ful. Only I'm not going to pore just now what Mrs. Denford a (To Be Continued.) Cd A drone bee never shares in the honey. Incidentally, the farmers never, give any to the other bees either, 4 correspondence school detective recently tracked a dishonest through four States by knowing the angle at which she parked her gum under the table, . Tt 48 @ well-known fact that most pedestrians sue when struck by om automobile that te out of date, and say, kid, it certainly run tho ed Marat my entire soul,’ ~— 4 Lanham, Md. man secured a divorce when his wife carries tattoo crane ¢0 such an extreme as to have him tattoves under Aer hum, Dr.’ Savage's wet about which I read a a | D, il ( (