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we aoa Che Mey World. 4 ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH mine Oe te ie i iia: » Now. Pudiished Daily Broept Oepdey. b7 the Fyene Fen ing Company, ' RALPH nti President, 63 Park Row. F |. ANGUS ‘ Ui Enter sJosnrH FeBocreiaty, Park Row. New York as Second-Class Matter. Bubscription Stoo Tie’ ening For England and the Continent an@ ‘World for the United States All Countries {n the International y and Canada, Postal Union. One Year. ++ @8.80] One Year.......+ ©. / One Month. One Month. CONSISTENCY, CONFIDENCE, CONTINUITY. a United States? and common sense that need no oratory. j When men like Judge Lovett, Chairman of the Board of! | the Union Pacific Railroad, and F. D, Underwood, President of the} Erie Railroad, indorse President Wilson and urge his re-election, their Feasons do not soar among issues and generalities. They stick close te the ground. They measure the situation with a practical eye and ¢ Gauge ite practical bearings. “Prosperity,” declares Mr, Underwood, “is here. It must depend for its continuance largely on our courage, initiative and enterprise and not on politics or political parties.” To any man who believes that, this is no time to talk of changing Presidents. What the nation’s present state calls for, both as regards pros- perity at home and security and honor in a disrupted world, is con- tinuity. Consistency of attitude toward foreign governments, con- sistency of plan and policy in trade and finance—everywhere and in all directions continuity and certainty, not change and doubt. For no better, bigger reason than what Mr. Underwood calls “an unpatriotic clamor of the ‘outs’ for the possession of the things now in the hands of the ‘ins’,” are we to break that continuity? Are we to present a changed front to the world and at the same time painfully adjust ourselves to new policies at home? Are we to throw over a! certainty for an experiment? | Not unless the sound sense of the people of the United States) fails to stand by them three weeks from to-day. : -_—— 1 - Unitke Mr. Hugties, the head of his ticket, Republican Con- Gressman E. J. Hill of Connecticut is in no wise reluctant to tell what ought to be done with the German U-boats. In a speech in Bridgeport he took his audience into his confidence informed them that he “would draw a line from the North le to the South Pole and MAKE them stay on the other —_-1-___——__ | “MOST SLIPSHOD OF COURTS.” | aide of it.” UNICIPAL COURT attaches would have a hard time getting M references from Justice Aaron J. Levy, President of the 4 Board of Municipal Court Justices, , Justice Levy so worked upon the feelings of the sub-budget com- mittee of the Boar of Estimate yesterday with his revelations of in- efficiency, stupidity and downright deceitfulness among the Civil Ser- vice appointees who are his subordinates that the committee agreed to give him an $1,800 a year secretary, exempt and in a position, the Justice expressed it, to tell his chief the truth about matters he might be asked to investigate. » The Municipal Court head did not spare his department: “I want to say this to you, that we are the most unscien- tific and we are the most slipshod and the foosest of all the | courts—we are most inadequately prepared for the work that ® court is called upon to do.” If that is the best that can be said for the Municipal Courts by the man supposed to know most about them it is high time the city | turned a light into this corner and put it in better order. The idea; that among court employees in the Civil Service class are some who | cannot be trusted by their superiors to make a truthful report is a little too anomalous even for New York’s experience of how justice has, in the long run, to be administered. a Wholesale prices on shoes have been advanced 60 to 75 cents a pair. How mucf is the retailer going to add before be passes it along to father? GOOD SENSE AT PRINCETON. RESIDENT HIBBEN of Princeton shows good sense in not allowing his university to be frightened to @ standstill by one case of infantile paralysis. Had it not been for the late scare the death of an undergraduate from the disease would have caused no more alarm than was felt five years ago when five cases of the _ malady were isolated in the Princeton infirmary. Sporadic cases of typhoid fever appear with considerable frequency among college «tu- dents. Yet nobody considers them reason for sending the faculty and the entire student body home. Princeton has quietly decided to take a few simple precautions, euch as eating only at its own dining halls and keeping away from moving picture theatres. Otherwise it will go cheerfully ahead with ite studies and with its sports—thereby setting the best possible ex- ample to all communities in which symptoms of paralysis panic persist. It cannot be too often pointed out that there is no epidemic, There is only a morbid concentration of public attention upon h appearance of o disease which is always more or less present and which in the past few weeks has fallen back almost to its normal figure The doctors have not yet discovered what will prevent infantile paraly: But fear, dread and panic are not even worth trying. Hits From Sharp Wits Your home town is @ ;lace where» A pretty girl can transform a yawn 3. Montgomery Gotrox is known as into @ amile.—Indianapolis News. . ee “Jim."—Boston Transcript. ee Tye | Human nature is such a curious Many @ proverb Is only @ piatitude.|thing that a learned argument on a Albany Journal, serious question of importance loses ee 8 ail interest for the audience unles The lines tn the face are those of| one of the debaters gets mad,—Phi. least ri nce,—Deseret Nows, | adelphia Inqul: ve There are two things no one can possibly mistake—a newly married and per. ordering his firat Philadéiphia Inquirer. ee Nobody is too insignificant to count ®@ population.—Toledo Blada =, What ls a ° positive plural for iet- tuce?—Macon New . . sot What ie funnier than to see a fat shav ) man with a dinky coat and the | sep waist line?—Loe Angeles | ; Ww" should Woodrow Wilson remain President of the, Some of the best business brains in the country are, | answering that question. Answering it with hard-headed shrewdness! | we e~ aaes Who Is the Candidate? aR each The Office Force By Bide Dudley. 6, : COvT Eis New Yoru Kreciag Work) SEE.” said Poppie, tho © ping clerk, “that the papers say the stock of tobacco in Germany 1s getting low.” “Probably a pipe story,” grunted Bobbie, the office boy. “Just @ moment, now Bobbie!" came from Miss Primm, private sec- retary to the boss, “Won't you spare us the agony of listening to your old, je jokes this morning?” “Oh, aure!” replied the boy. “If I spring any jokes thoy’ll all be new ones, 1 promise. The joke I just sprung Wasn't very new, but in thinking over Pop's remark I bap. pened to hit the pipe tdea.” “Oh, golly!” came from Miss Tillie, the misee stenographer, ‘That's a peach. Imagine—he hit the pipe td Good boy, Bobbie!" siti “Miss Tillie's sense of humor ap- pears to be somewhat undeveloped,” said Miss Primm. ‘That remark of Bobbie's was merely inune—sense- jess."* Thé blond turned and faced her, “All right, old girl,” she said. “You give Us @ recpular joke, if you know so much about humor, We'll see if you're the female Marcus ‘Train you'd have us think you.” Co, Mise Primm laughed. “Well, 1 do declare!” she said. “Who ts this arcus Train you mention, my dear? “Read up on history and you' out,” shapped the bidnd.. “and and you kindly refrain frow “my deuring me?" “Listen, folks!" sald Spooner, t bookkee} ‘What's the use of eis Ing and scrapping. 1 never urgue ad I never correct anybody who tukes a misstatement, By the way, Missy 4 4 meant Mark Twain, not Mar- ‘rain, uncle, y Carr knew him well out In Missourt, In fact he associated with tbe Carrs aij the ume.” “His associating with the Carrs is probabl at made Miss Tillie call bim Train," sald Bobble, pleasantly, “Now, that's what I call a regular joke,” suid Miss Tillie. “Bobbie, I congratulate you,” “It was the remark of an {djot," snapped Miss Primm. “If the spring- ing of an old Joke was a crime, Bob- ble would be in jail all his Ii “And if being an old crank was a crime,” muttered the boy, "I'd have company in that jail, Thero! I knew It would come!” Miss Primm aaid fiercely, “Bobbie has insulted me, I shall tell Mr. Snooks and have that boy discharge, She arose And opened the door of the boss's@rivate office, “Mr. Snooks,” she sald, “Bobbie has just insulted me by calling me an old crank,” Mr, Snoi done frowning. you ever call ri fine you a week's y Understand? Never call her old again.” He went back in his room and shut the door. Silence prevailed for moment. Then Bobbie spoke u P. © ind he never mentioned ‘crank, * be gursied. 14 The By Sophie hardt—the woman seventy-two Ss‘: is with us again—Sarah Bern- The woman whose years young. youth i» still alive—alive with | living, Her one recipe for everlasting | youth ts “love something, love somebody.” And when you love, the spirit is alive with — activity.) And activity kills the germs of old! age. And there you are, It 1s) very simple. In the curly days, Sarah Bernhardt loved her girl chums, Thep she loved | her art, her work. ‘And how she says My greatest love Youth That Never Dies Copyright, 1016, by The Frew Publiating Ov. Irene Loeb ® > (The New York Srening World), But “after” such people realize that they have lost the capacity for love. For love is largely a babit, You get it and it gets you. If you believe that love is a matter of acquiring dollars and cents, come with me, 1 will take you into a home on th i side. There are but three rooms. They are immaculately clean, floor and table are scrubbed white in the one room where the Tauuly group ma lives. A father wu other love each other deeply, as Well ag the three golden-haired varlings thac grace their humble abode. , Sgmetimed there ts barely enough to Aut in this house and always there is difficulty to make ends meet; but love is there and many @ time its soothing volce puts to flight the wolf at the door, Come with me to the home of a widow whose joyful gaze resty on | the lad who has \aken hiy father's place at the head of the household, jope. beams high in her heart. Sho sees In him the characteristics of his father—the on@ man Who meant everything, Come with me into the bome of a grandfather who ja playing at bulld- ing houses with blocks to amuse the little child—his girl's girl. He laughs with her when the blocks tumble and builds them up again Justyas he did his ilfe’s work many & time, and he {6 still buitding, He Will not recognize old age because }there ts so much youth abvu It is the only way to beat Time, him, her ls my son.” Through all her dan- gerous voyage over the sea she] Thought about her son and therefore lived in an “atmosphere of loving him” | that kept her buoyant and happy unul whe landed safe on our shores, I wish each of us could take to heart the truth of this love Idea, It is the alpha and omega of existence, When there is something or some- dy to love the anxiety to accom- piek to “make good,” Ix ever present and iy the spur that leads to success. ‘And it is #0. easy to make love one of your assets in life, There are those who belleve they do not have time for love, so hurried are they in the rush for money-making. | "'pnese people go on the theory that Jafter they have acquired a certain | goal then they will let love enter, To keep youth about you, love end be loved. } Home-Made Automat ALLANG down the cellar stairs in to open the draughts on one of these blustering, cold mornings ts not \a wise or a necessary thing to do. By Installing an apparatus such ae is do \gcribed here you can stay in your warm bed and set the furnace to heating the house by merely press- ing a push-button at your side, Or if you are given to over-sleeping your lalarm service for you, says Popular Sctence Monthly. Tho apparatus for regulating the furnace consists of a weight attached to the dainper and draughts, strip of wood to hold the two an armature evs the rope-fric- tion. strip of wood which holds But she's mistaken about that. the weight is wide at one end and know, because I watched Jack's wor- pointed at the other, as shown in the shipful brown eyes when I was in- iMustration The pointed ond rests troduced to him. He is tall, with a on a y strip of soft iron which | take the place of the push button.| nice smile and an unusually pleasant it, moves two tin rails. When the!The clock can be set to complete al yoice. push button in the bedroom ts pressed | cirouit at a certain hour and to open| 1 doubt if I a cireult is closed and the two mag- nets draw the piece of iron, or the clock will perform the same] By J. H. Cassel Just a Wife (Her Diary.) Edited by Janet Trevor. preight, 1916, by The Press Publishing Oe, Conreitie New’ York thening Work.) | OHAPTER LXXX. OVEMBER 15.—Since she took her place in our establishment | as a maid Mary has insisted on |being most formal in her relations | with me. She is right, I suppose, and I have not attempted to change her | attitude, although it hurt me a little. | I was especially pleased this morn- jing when sho came to me with a smi! da blush und asked if she [might allow a young man to call upon jher this evening. “Of course you may,” I assured her : ly, “But tell me about him, Livery body is youthful In this house. | WP * hoM bec@pse their joys and sorrows | Mary. I thought you didn’t like Now ure shared, ‘They make so much out’ York men?” of little, ‘These children are the kind| gn hesitated, then said with shy of people tint you axerwards term | uisiveness: “Oh, but I ike him \very much, And he isn’t a New York man. just-happens to be here for @ whil |_| Then told me the little story of Jack Rhoades. \""“He tg the #on of the doctor who attended my mother and father,” 6) said. “I used to play with him when {1 was @ litt!o girl, He is only a year ‘or two older than I, “He always wanted to be @ doctor like bis father and he came to New York a few months after I did to study. | “Before mother died she had to tell Jack's father where I could be reached, and go Jack tried to see me soon after I recelved the news of my m ‘a death, In fact, he called the very day you brought me here. They gave him Mme. Felice's address. He | went there, to be told that I had left, that I wasn't coming back, that they | Knew nothing boul my plana. He 4 % went back to the [Sdging hoyse the ic Furnace Regulator H next day, but you had sent for my | tuings aiid no one there could give armature, fro! nder the supporting | 51m your address, rip of ¥ le using. t! meleht to| “That was about three weeks ago: ii eacwn and pull open the draughts, | Yesterday afternoon I went to walk | An alarm clock may be used to|!0 Riverside Park. Jack and I al- | | the furnace draughts in the way illus- trated, , most collided with each other—wasn't it the queerest thing we should meet \llke that? | "1 was awfully glad to see him,” Mary added, with another becoming |blush. "I explained to bim how good | you had been to me, and that I was working for you, He thought I was |very sensible; at home, you know, there's no social prejudice against ‘helping’ in somebody's kitchen. He wants to come and see me, and {told him I was eure you wouldn't mind.” “Mind? Of course not!" I ex- |claimed, “You must take thé dining- | room, Mary, and I should like to meet your Jack, if I may.” “IT should be very pleased, although jhe isn’t mine,” smiled Mary, after be has finished medical school, but I think she will be very happy. Ij hue, 1s a question often asked, Sayings of Mrs. Solomon By. Helen Rowland . Coperight, 1916, by The Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Brening World), Y daughter, as @ woman that shoppeth on @ charge account, se fo man that secketh a WIFH; exceeding fastidious and full of strange caprices. “Wherefore, my Son, dost thou “For, alas, b thou followest « “How shall Imitation until infinite vartett Divertissement. And after many moons he return “How now! “Yea, verily, verily! whom I dreamed. you H jor than youth itself! & Playmate and an Inspiration! “Yet, alas, I CANNOT love hert @ music box with only one tune! “She ie more tiresome than last NOW they refu: “So long havi to work. save CURIOSITY! “Verily, verily, I shall never m: | CANNOT UNDERSTAND! | laughter of Cynics proclaiming: Selah. | By Roy L. Coprright, 1 R. JARR was busy near the win- M dow over some business pa- pers, “I hope we Aon’t disturb Mr. Jarr,” sald Mra, Rangle, who had called on Mrs. Jarr with her little daughter, Mary. | “Ob, he never hears or sees any- | thing when he's occupied that way,” | replied Mra, Jarr, “I'm so glad you called in, One might as well be all alone as to have Mr. Jarr around. When his nose is stuck in a book or paper, or when he's fixing up accounts or anything like that—Emma, don't poke your finger in little Mary's eye!" This last remark was occasioned by little Miss Jarr doing the very thing |in question, After little Miss Rangle's |howls had subsided Mrs. Jarr re- marked that it was a beautiful day, “So, I suppose, there won't be many people at Mr. Daggery's funeral,” said Mrs, Rangle in reply. “People simply will not go to funerals in beautiful weather; a funeral on a cloudy day is so much better! “I think it's best for us not to go,” remarked Mrs, Jarr, “We can send flowers and regrets and say after- ward when we meet any of the Dag- gerys that we were just so prostrated we couldn't, bear to intrude upon their grief.” “It's a blow to Mrs. Daggery to lose her husband,” sighed Mrs. Ran- gle. “They fought Iike cat and dog,” sald Mrs, Jarr after a slight pause, necessitated by grabbing little Miss Jarr just in time to prevent her from scratching the face of the visiting playmate—for the two little girls were having @ suppressed but none the less deadly.struggle behind their ipective mothers’ chairs, ‘es, they either fought each other —reguiar hand-to-hand battles—or else they didn't speak to each other for months at a time,” Mrs. Rangle went on, “Of course, Mrs, Daggery will create a scene at the grave—want to throw herself in, They always do that to show that though they may have fought at times at heart they The Jarr Family Behold, I questioned a Youth of Babylon, saying: waste the years of thy life im the pursuit of near-love and adventure, and ‘seconds’? ow shalt thou find the True Leve if ery New Layet” And he answered me gayly, saying: “Go to, Mother! T@ve if I have not known the Light Love? How shall I KNOW the Right I find mine ‘Ideal Woman’ unt 2 have known all women and loved’ score of them? “How shall I distinguish the Real Love from che I have experienced Love in all itq ” And he departed in search of Knowledge an@ ed to me; and I besought him, sayings Hast thou found thy Perfect Woman, ob my Son?” But he answered, without enthusiasm, saying: At last I have found her—even the Paragon of “Behold, she hath dove's eyes and a voice of silver, and a disposition smoother than’a motor car advertisement. P “Yea, she is fairer than the rose of morning, and purer than the j bare food labe! on @ patent medicine bottle, wiser than Wisdom and ‘And I know in my heart that unto ME she would be ALL things. even a Chum, @ Siren, a Cook, a Valet, a Soulmate, a Guardian Angel, “Lo, she boreth me, even as s phonograph with only one record, an@ “She is less interesting than a novel that hath been twice read! year’s popular son; “For behold, #0 long have I controlled the muscles of my heart tha I deadened my sentiments with the Opiate of Fiirte tion and the wine of Near-Love, and the fall that there {s not an illusion, nor thrill, nor an emotion left im me, stimulant of Experiment “And all women are as one woman to me—and that one STUPID, arry—until I find a woman whom § And I heard in the air the weeping of Angels, and the soft, triumphant “One morepldealist turned Misogynist!” McCardell . by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World), “I wouldn't wonder,” Mrs. Jarr agreed. "My mother, who has eat by more deathbeds and gone to more funerals than any other woman, ale ways used to look at her watch whee the widow created a scene, She says sho never saw a case but what the longer the widow carried on the eoom- or she married agai “And it's just the frenzied widower,” Rangle. “Oh, of course, Sooner, géneraily,* assented Mrs. Jarr. “Do you think your mother goes te more funerals than Mrs, Converse does?” asked M Rangle. “You know Mrs. Converse Js a kleptomaniag with funeral flowers. Always steals a | handful of tuberoses or something and hides them in her dress. You can ale ways tell somebody has recently passed away when you go to her house aad find flowers on the table.” “Oh, mamma goes to twice as many funerals as Mrs. Converse,” said Mrs. Jarr, “I've known her to advise o morning funeral for one friend and an afternoon funeral for aother when It was an unhealthy season and two took place in one day. Then she'd slip unostentatiously from the cemetery and hurry back on @ trolley car in time to take a carriage to the after- noon funeral. Emma, why are you trying to bite your little friend's hand?" “It's my Mary's fault,” sald Mre Rangle, with an expression that belied her words, “She's such a tease! Mary, if you don't behave when mamma takes you out to have @ happy visit with your little friends, I'll take you right home!” “Now, you two children go out in the dining room and play nicely to- gether,” advised Mrs. Jarr, “I think it's the weather that makes them fretful,” sbe added. Other interesting converse on these merry subjects was cut short by the screams of the two little girle whu had fallen to pulling each other's batr in the hallway, calls to cheer me up," Mrs. Jarr to Mr, Jarr after Mra, Ran- nd her offspring had departed. ink you might have been more ® | i Common Queries. H $ > Why Ammonia Cleans Clothes. MMONIA, the great spot re- mover of the American people, i} is really & gas dissolved in | water. It belongs to the alkali fam- | ily, and on account of its mineral or- igin 1s the foe of all olls and grease, which explains the easy way it dis- | poses of spots that soap and water jeannot affect. Bath ammonia is a fine cleanser, Why Black Clothes Are Hot, | HY dark clothing, particularly black, should be hotter in summer than that of a lighter A thing lighted by white light is white | because It returns to the eye almost | the whole of the light that falls upon! On the contrary, | the ight, black absorbs As all light is partly heat, shall keep my Mary | the black garment naturally becomes | warmer and the heat is communicated who was to become the world-re- ‘ to the body, g! adored each other, But sometimes 1] 5; think !t's all put on.” sociable.” le * { } To-Day’s Anniversary OOO r—X—X—x—a—r—<—rmDmImlIRlEBEBq~wQV7Onm"mO0OOOEOEOEOOOO™S™~S A L'Enclos died in Paris 211 years ago to-day, Oct. 17, 1708, leaving behind her a reputation which, thanks to Voltaire and 8t, ivremond, will endure for all time In her youth and until well advan: in years she was the g.vest of the gay. In her later years she was a leader of fashion and the friend of wits end men of letters, Mollere, St. Evremord, tho Abbe de Chateau. neuf and the young Voltaire were among notables who gathered at her court and hailed ber queen. Ninon owes @ part of her posthumous fame to the wit, St. Evremond, but |she owes more to the youthful, dash- ing Arouet, who was presented to her as a promising boy poet by the Abbe de Chateauneuf—the young ues the age of ninety, Ninon de nowned Vol! Orne \ “ ‘ art