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penne wk ee ‘ EDITORIAL PAGE ESTABLISHED DY JOSEPH PULITZER. Except Sunday by the biishing Ci , Now. 63 ti Published Dally Except pay by id Bubs ing Company, if RALPH PULITZER, Prealdent, 3, Park, Row, 18 SHAW, Treasurer, 63 Park Row, J. ANGUS BH. 7 JOSEPH PULITZER,’ Jr., Secretary, 63 Park How. Entered at the Post-Offico at New York as Second-Class Matter. Rates to The Evening|For England and the Continent and | ‘orld for the United States Countries in the International and Canada, Postal Union. ++ $6.00/One Year.... ++ .60/One Month, MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS, eet SS SS ST OT . 20,528 STUDIES IN MURPHYISM. Iv. URPHY has just one measure for the man he puts forward or supports, Does he obey orders? Some of the bitterest moments in Murphy’s career came in McClellan’s second term, when the Mayor the boss had made turned independent, appointed Murphy’s enemies to office, aided in turning out Ahearn and Haffen, the worst of the notorious Tammany Bor- _ Oagh Presidents, and vetoed Murphy’s pet building code, Murphy hates to find he’s “picked a wrong one.” From the boss’s point of view Gaynor was, of course, from the start a far more doubtful proposition than McClellan, But Murphy didn’t dare risk just then an out and out Murphy candidate, Nobody has corgotten the views Mayor Gaynor came to hold of Tammany or that his last public references to Murphy placed the boss at the head of “the miserable political grafters” who “live by ewind- ling their neighbors out of the hard-earned taxes they pay” and who ought to be “shovelled into one common dump.” Murphy has the memory of disappointments and miscalculations to wipe out. The boss is older. Ingratitude and hard words pain him. Solace and comfort are what he seeks—in a Mayor who will be as obedient and docile after election as he was while a candidate. Murphyisticelly reasoning: Principle is an obstacle. a risk. Henco Hylan. Brains are dangerous. Character ia Among new Ru “all in.” lan rights is the right to be nationally a ny OF MORE THAN LOCAL INTEREST. BY-ELECTION for Congress of more than ordinary interest Fvepind World Daily M dgazine Where It Goe s! occurs in the Fourth Connecticut District on Tuesday, Nov. 6, where a Representative is to be chosen to fill the place of the late E. J. Hill. The district comprises Fairfield County, New York’s first neigh- bor to the east, in which reside many business men whose offices are in this city and where there are many big manufacturing plants. Mr. Hill was kept in Congress for many years by protection interests in his district with considerable help from outside. He was defeated once as the outcome of the Roosevelt-Taft split. Last year & tremendous campaign was waged in his behalf, resulting in his elec- tion by a majority of 5,200 votes. For his successor the Republicans have nominated Schuyler Merritt of Stamford, Vice President of the Yale and Towne Manu- facturing Company, who is expected to remain true to the traditions of Hill and of the Republican Party in Connecticut—the latter long an annex to the New York, New Haven and Hartford Railroad, The Democratic nominee is Lynn Wilson, editor of the Bridge- port Farmer, a vigorous and experienced legislator who has resolutely fought abuses in State and County and who deserves the united support of al! Democrats and true Independents, At Mr, Wilson’s instance both parties have agreed that it shall be a fair and free elction without the use of money that has attended contests in this district in the past. A full ballot is hoped for, It will be of more than local interest to watch the figures and see whether it is possible to have a large ballot without paying to 4 phrase which, in Connecticut as elsewhere, has had but one meaning. eo Ho Leonard M. Wallstein, Commissioner of Accounts, {s a candidate on the Fusion ticket for a City Court Judgeship. Mr. Wallstein ts entitled to election on his general record of excellent service to the city and also on his special and suc- cessful efforts to rid it of those useless and costly dodo-birds the coroners. — TO KEEP TAB ON THE “BEARS.” HE new order /of the New York Stock Exchange governors requiring lists of short sellers to be filed daily is a significant sign that the directors of this great establishment for the use of those who juggle values for something better than a living have begun to realize the imperative need of stricter rules on the premises. By keeping tabs on short sellers and the stocks they borrow, the governors of the Stock Exchange expect to be henceforth in a position to spot any conspiracy to force down security prices in an attempt to “bear” the credit and power of the American people for the comfort of their enemies, Following a recent shameless raid on values, The Evening World pointed out that in the present crisis, if the New York Stock Ex- change cannot restrain itself, it will have to be restrained—by Federal authority, if necessary—in order that the United States may be spared the effects of groundless, utterly unwarranted, deliberately inspired distrust and panic. The governors of the Stock Exchange signs and heeded their warning. Letters From the People Please limit communications to 150 words, appear to have read the) Kot nen si e By Sophie Irene Loeb Copyright, 1917, by the Pres Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), N the little village of Croton a ditch t# being dug on a hill- olde, It 19 a very steep hill and the ditch 1s for the purpose of carrying the wa- ter pipe some 400 feet to my little house on the top of the hill, At the end of the first day's work I went down “Ss to seo this diteh. Sonia marae About four feet into the ground I saw two men dig- ging vigorously, having dug over seventy-five feet in the day. And when they looked up at me I saw their halr was gray and their faces wrinkled.- One of them was whistling, and he stopped short when he saw mi “Are we doing It to sult you?” he asked, as 1 marvelled at their strength, ‘There's a hundred and forty-four years between us,” he suid, smilingly, “and we may not be #0 spry as the young uns.” A hundred and forty-four years— seventy-one and seventy-three re- spectively, And when I thought of the estimates that had been given me by various “young ones” for this very ditch I congratulated myself on having turned over the Job to these two men—theae two old young men, One of these men sees through but one eye, yet the merry twinkle that you see there convinces you that he sees more with the one eye than many a “young un” with two, Who was the foolish man who wanted to relegate to the rear every man after a certain age? He cer- tainly has never been in Croton or milar places, where Father Time meets himself coming back to see if he hasn't made a mistake, Where is the foolish employer who insists on young men being hired on general principles—general prin- ciples that have likely caused him more loss than he can possibly reckon with? Where are the people that want to establish rules and regulations as to axe limits In the workaday world? I should like to take all such people, who sit in an office and decide age limita with pencil and paper, to see my two young men of over seventy digging my ditch, I wonder how many young men could have accomplished the same work with such skill as shown here? And that fsn’t all these two young men of seventy can do. They build roads and teach othera how to build them. They are providers of families. They do not want to be treated as grandfathers, and they do not want any sentiment or sympathy wasted on them as to their age. What they want ts work, Though they may not be allowed to dig trenches in the foreground of the fight—trenches of death—they are digging trenches right here to carry life-giving water for the living, Useful? Who said men were not useful after seventy—and most use- ful? These men and inany like them are unhappy when they are not given | _One Way to & the many curious marriage customs found in varlous parts of the world none is more unique than the Serbian way of choosing a wife, This is described interestingly in @ book culled “Serbia of the Serbians.” “It is tho duty and privilege of every Serbian father to choose a wife for his son 4% soon as the boy has reached his elghteenth year,” says the author, A Qn for Mr. Shonte, Fo the Faitor of The Evening World While riding in the subway yester- Shonts, but I would lke to ask bi to bave on hin next poster an answer to this question: If the I. R. T, in- . creased its earnings $3,091.088.5 eet Notices & poster entitied “How | tho ia: year I wonder tne much’ 8 New York Grows.” In it Mr. Thoo- |\1 was diverted in the form ne toe dore FP. Shonts shows that the Inter- | creased wages among its employees rough lines carried last vear 763,-| Who must combat the high cost of cen passengers, an increase over | !'¥ing? By saying on his next poster mere just how much of this surplus was the previous year of 79,821,971. 1 40/50 disposed of, he would oblige a met doubt the word of President great many of his patrons, 4, B , “When the father has chosen a promising girl he ascertains through a friend whether the parents would consent to give her to his aon, If he recelves aN encouraging answer he invites relatives or friends to go with him on the ‘requesting errand.’ Get a Wife They or pistols Arrive at the house before supper, ‘After ‘ating and drikin, 6, In which the men alone of the tw houses par Ucipate, and sume preliminary” Cone versation, the father of the prospec: tive bridegroom dv fom his bag the wheaten « wis the How upon it ne Whole Upon the table Ren takes from. bis | money gold oF silver cols hd plo e, 100, upon cake “ “Brother, let us not pres ietiacten | matter, the girl's tather tit’ then “Let me first Hod out what my daughter says. “He then g0es out to co, as the matter was practically settled |when the father was eucouraged to come to ‘beg’ the girl “They start out, dressed as well as can be. The father carries a fat wheat cake and a bunch of flowers, One of the company must carsy a pis- tol, for it 1s customary in Serbia to announce every joyous event by tring |. “After more or less | door opens and a ma. |the girlin, He leads jot her prospective whom she bends right band,” spense the vlative brings er to the father nd, before Y and kisses bis hus, +} belt must not be worn, as it isn't yet| work by the foolish employer who labels them “too old.” Gone are the so-called “good old times” when old men occupied the amen corner, Speed the day when no Person will count a man out of the running because of his age. Speed the day when a man's energy | and ability to work will be recognized, not In years but in energy; not in appearance but his application; not in the sympathy for him but in the spirit of him; not on account of his age but tn spite of tt, Give the old man his chance—| especially in these days when the young ones must go forward to fight Give the old man his chance every day you meet him and be not sur- prised if Mis youth 4s still allve—alive and keeping pace with the trend of the tim Copyright, WIT, by the Pres Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), RS. JARR looked up from her M paper. “I really think women are getting more silly in some things," she remarked, “Of course they have done wonderful work tn! this war, and they should have the vote, for if they had the vote they wouldn't be any more foolish with tt than men are, but still they are silly| in some things!" Mr. Jarr knew better than to agree with his good wife in any strictures| she made on her own sex. He was| only glad Mrs, Jarr wasn't reading war news and giving herself the! blues. It was a sign of optimistic| tendencies when she attacked her own sex. Mr. Jarr permitted her to} enjoy herself in full. “Haye you seen the new military coats?” she asked, after a pause. | “sure!” replied Mr. Jarr, “But 1/ see that the army authorities have | issued an order that the Sam Brown made a regulation part of the uni. form, except where American officers are serving abroad, and then only for dress uniforms, In the trenches" “Do you think I am speaking of military coats for men?” asked Mrs, Jarr, interrupting him, “Still, as [ suppose every woman will be wear- ing them, and also carrying swagger | sticks—but most women will look foolish doing It, and that’s why I say all women are foolish—I suppose 1'li | have to get one of those though 1 don't see how—and carry coats a swagger atick.! Family _ Copyright, 1917 (The 3 4“ by The Prem Publiaina Oo ‘ork Evening World) HAT," asked the head pol- isher, the matter with the City Hall clock?” “EtMciency,” re- pled the laundry man, “We have exhibited daily to 4 million citizens the theory that every elected and ippointed officer of of the city is a crook, We get that exhibition from the void where the City Hall clock used to be, “Offhand I should say that eight months have elapsed since the City Hall clock and tower were disfigured om “Well, my dear,” sald Mr. Jarr, “1 come across gracefully with all the coin my employer thrusts into my reluctant grasp every payday, and if you can intrigue a military coat and A swagger stick out of It, do so," Mrs, Jarr noted the word “intrigue,” which is now used by all our modern writers to signify all sorts of, things far away from this word's old actiyi- tles of villainy, and she suspected Mr, Jarr was sarcastic. “Don't talk to me about intrigues with your money!" she sald sharply. “Lam not the one intriguing with it How about the four dollars—in two two-dollar bills, that you had hidden, screted, In your fob pocket yes- terday morning? Oh, please don't think I have been intriguing, I scorn to touch your pockets! But that four dollars, In two two-dollar bills, fell out on the floor. You know the way you throw your clothes around when you go to bed!" Mr. Jarr turned pale and thrust the first and second fingers of his right and hurriedly and nervously into his fob pocket. He groaned. “Yes, I took it—when I found tt on Mrs. Jarr admitted. "When 1 saw how careless you were with money, and in these war times when money is so scarce, I reallzed I had use for it if you hadn't, I don’t in- rigue with my money. I don't spill out of my pockets on the floor.” “Women are wearing pockets, but only for camoufiag: sald Mr. Jarr gloomily. "They still carry their money im the old familar places yea, Americans B B Under Fire By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1017, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World.) No. 34—THE CAPTURE OF THE PHILADELPHIA. ’ N unknown little Oriental sailing craft—a ketch—dritted into Tripolf harbor late on the night of Feb. 16, 1804 Slowly the heavy laden ketch rolled along in the moqm Nght. At her helm was a Malta pilot. Sprawling lazily on her dirty deck were six men In the dress of Barbary sailors. The ketch’s arrival in the harbor awoke no inter est. She had been expected for some time, She wae known to carry a cargo of harem beauties from Com stantinople for the Tripolitan ruler, Tripolf warships in the harbor let her pass, So did the frowning fortress whose bristling guns protected the nearby waters, On crept the clumsy ketch in the general direction of a mighty frigate that lay off shore—the captured U. S. frigate Philadelphia. It would have been worth the while of some of the harbor’s overs confident sentries to board the ketch and make inquirles, for the “harem beauties" in her hold were sixty-two American sailors, And the six turw baned men lounging on her deck were American officers, led by young Lieut. Stephen Decatur. The United States had sent a squadron of war ships to Tripoli to put ranean and of making slaves of our sailors. One of our best frigates, the Philadelphia, chased a native warship into Tripoll harbor, and there she ran on a rock. Helpless, she was captured after fierce resistance. Her captain and crew were imprisoned. The Philadel phia herself was hauled off the rocks and was an- chored near shore, with a strong prize crew of Tripolitans aboard her. Onn Young Decatur’s Strategy. « was a valuable prize of the enemy, Our vessels could not pass the harbor forts to rescue her, So Lieut. Decatur volunteered to destroy her. He seized a ketch called the Mastico, bound for Tripoli, and manning her with volunteers he slipped into the moonlit harbor. Up to the Philadelphia drifted the Mastico. Her Maltese pilot answered the hall of the prize crew by saying the ketch Shad been grievously storme battered and had lost her anchors. He asked leave to tie her for the night to the Philadelphia's chains, Just as the Mastico was made fast an ofMcer, looking down at her over the frigate’s rall, shouted: “You have lied! Your anchors are not lost. There they are, on your deck!" Decatur gave an order, Up from the Mastico's hold and over the frige ate’s rail poured the sixty-two American sailors, In less than a minute they had gained the Philadelphia's quarterdeck and had swept it free of defenders, Next, Decatur at their head, they charged toward the bow, crew had massed for a last stand. Their wild onrush drove 3 Into the water, | It took them barely ten minutes to clear the Philadelphia of the enemy. Then came the real work of the night. Tar barrels, oll-soaked oakum, pitch torches and kegs of turpentine were hoisted from the ketch and were diss |tributed through the luckless frigate, after which the whole inflammatle | mass was set ablaze. As soon as the fire had gained too much head- way to be checked Decatur ordered his men back to the Mastico, He cast off and headed the ketch for the open sea beyond the harbor mouth—where lay the American squadron, But It ts one thing to walk into a hornets’ nest and quite another thing to get out again In safety. Trouble set in, In the first place, the ketch fouled the burning Philadelphia and could not get ay. At any Instant the frigate's powder magazines might explode. At last, by cutting away some of the ketch's rigging and by use of her long sweep, the Americans pulled her free of the blazing ship. Then through the night sounded the thunder of many gun: bor's batteries and warships were opening fire on the ketch. Tripolitan marksmanship was wretchedly bad. @ ecratch and without the loss of one man, The Philadelphia blew up just as the Mastico gained the harbor mouth In safety. eee | The Hazards { of Escape. ore The har- But the The ketch escaped without *s Wash _ By Martin Green wing to a fire which the city author- itles claim was started by the negli- gence of a mechanic, Annette Hazle- ton might state without fear of suc- ter provides that he shall take care of the City Hall, is not considered competent by our system of govern- ment to repalr damages. Whatever his designs might have been, he was a stop to the Tripolitan custom of seizing American ships in the Mediter~ . It was a serious loss to our blockading squadron, ” Tt was still more humiliating to know our best ship By Roy L. McCardel cessful contradiction that 1t was in- stigated by a clgurette, Anyhow there was a fire, “The City Hall tower ts an awful thing, It looks like the town hall tn a village in Flanders, During the | Summer and Fall we have entertained commissions from Great Britain, France, Japan, Italy and other coun- | tries allied with us in the war, and the members of those commissions | must carry away with them memories |of a collection of dirty rags waving in the breezes which circulate through a deforative effect open on four sides, Now we come down to cases on City Hall tower. That tower and City Hall are in the custody and der the supervision of Borough dent Marks, But Borough Pres- {dent Marks, although the city char- | Where no man would dare look for It, | that ts if he is a gentieman,"* | “Do you mean to say you have been golng through my pockets?" asked Mrs, Jarr, h, how could you do Janything so tgnoble—yes, dishonest?” “I deny It” sald Mr, Jarr warmly. “Women's pockets nowadays hang on the outside practically open to all the world, Would I do such a thing as to frisk your pockets, and then, if 1 ran for Mayor in jater years, It would all come out tn a series of articles, ‘Who Is Edward Jarre?" with a dia- |eram showing my gutlty hand in my wife's pockets!"" Well, Lam glad there ts one ex- treme you won't go to,” sald Mra. Jarr, “But please don't speak to me Again about tntricuing with your money. As for politics, tt will be a good thing when women do have the vote, They'll know #0 much on men that there won't be but very few who could get elected to office. mean,” “I suppose so,” said Mr. Jarr. man can rpise himself up from office boy to hfad of a ratiroad or any other king of business, but in run- ning for fe nothing bad must ever be known about him, or he will be doomed, But what are you going to do with that four dollars! Remem- ber, L admit you found it and didn't intrigue it, Will you buy a swagger stick?" "A Jarr thought It best to lat seeing how he had hurt her feelings, and he expects any day to see her with @ swagger gtick, -men || compelled to submit to the’ dictates of a Committee on Artistic Architec- ture of City Bulldings which hasn't the slightest connection with the city soyernment. ne “We have had submitted plans a clock the size of a wrist Watah aed a clock the size of an alarm clocks Plans have been presented which would make the top of the tower look like one of Charley Chaplin's hate, But listen! “The engineers have to 0 Project. The city roverneeat tie alive with engineers, Take, for in- stance, the idea that the Borough President considers it essential to hig cules that he shall purchase and ride in an automobile co: vido tn an je costing more “First, under the law he bi his engineers submit plans pete, fications for sald automoblie, Then the engineers of the Board of Bati- |mate and the Comptroller's office | have to pass on the plans. Then the mobile is ordered the en, | 5 of the Comptroller's office have |to audit the bill. The auditing and ex- amination of the almost wear it out with finger marks, =, retail dry goods ato: buyer to Paris all. By ‘his tonegmag and he buys a million dollars’ worth f stuff and it is sent to New York, and he puts in his expense bill and that settles it, But the City of New , in repairing the-City Hall tower, has to go sHFough eight months of red tapeof a wetter that Re pee more t sand dollars. What waa the with the City Hall clock before the fire Nothing. Then why not re~ place the City Hall clock as it was? Because we have engineers checking Up engineers, and other engineers checking up the checkers, until our government resembles that well. known ballad founded on the enc sertion that one grasshopper ‘jumped over another grasshopper's back. _— HE origi or of the the fourth Earl of sandwich, Sandwich, This ear} the English nobles of ¢ |. ike moat of hat time, was devoted to games of chance, and it Was this predilection that was respons sible for the application of his name to the sandwich. When the stakes ran high the earl was unable to tear himself away from the gaming table, and it was bis custom to order the servants to bring bim aiic e and ham w of bread yoteas of the ae woddeas of luck followed his exan the name andwich' te find gave bination of bread and meat, —_ sion for gambling ia na’ lee, Dae prevalent aa in the art wich's day, but the of modern ‘life have riven kt a wich a wide popularity,

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