The evening world. Newspaper, December 24, 1917, Page 8

- — - its: n . nits ‘a x. ea SEL TST I AOS ~ RL a Le Re « 490 One Yoar,, 40\ One th MEMBER OF THE AmeOCTATED Wane et ETSI ES STAND BY No one wil) misunderstand or | i entitied te the of frien @ Nee eat eat oles KI Vost Sod CHRISTMAS. AVE for the children, “Merry Christmas” cannot ha tloodtide of hope, cheer and human helpfulness, It cannot be « hilarious Christiins at home. Yet those who are away from home on the brave busine which the fature of tho nation depends would Le thie first to ined foe nee howe do well to stick to the gen the usua od ar in it anything save the with to keep the spirit of the season what it has been for centurie —the all their hearts a heppy, confident Christmas to families, friends and the whole people of the United States. For our confidence is their confidence, our certainty their cer- tainty. Gloom and misgiving in us can give them nothing. By being vniformly cheerful and determined we can give them everything. And this—once Americans have calmly considered, collectively an/ as individuals, what kinds of practical economy and readjustment will actually strengthen the nation for war—applies equally, on the material side, to earning, saving and spending. The Mayor-elect of New York w a “full-epirited New York- Christmas, right in wishing for this city with busy shops and a big holi- day trade, “to set an example of activity, of courage, of optimism, of commercial activity, of industrial vigor to this whole continent.” He was right in deploring the misguided efforts of certain thrift specialists who secm to think that an artificially produced despon-| dency will scaro the American people into doing their share toward, winning the war: “It is all wrong to preach a doctrine that would wrench our business violently by depriving 1t suddenly of all support and filling the hearts of the people with vague but mischievous apprehensions.” New York ought to be the last city in the country to set the, »xample of a blue Christmas. It ought to be the last city in the country to let doubt and depres- sion disturb those solid assets of steady industry and well-grounded »rosperity upon which the nation depends for its staying power. Not that New York fails to feel the significance of this war Obristmas, Not that it has any mind to feast and forgot itself while shipload| utter shipload of young Americans join those already fighting in France and on the seas, But no one can say the meaning of this Christmas for any com- munity in the United States is one that calls for bowed heads and wavy hearts. On the contrary, the deepest spiritual instinct bids patriotism ift its head and smile and be of good cheer in all the day to day activ. ties of life. The children’s claim to a happy day to-morrow is incontestable, But even for older Americans, forgetting nothing of the stern- ness and the sacrifice, but remembering, too, the quickening of hope and fellowship, the lightening of heart, the season never fails to bring to the people of this free, prosperous nation, it can still be to one another—at home, in camp and at the front—the good old: “Merry Ohristmas.” Shark Skin Shoes Coming T LOOKS as though we may wear) produc’ up this getto efforts are being continued [2,08 i" by the United States Bureau of Fisheries to establish effective co- operation between tanners who liave informed the bureau that they de- aire to obtain supplies of the skins) of sharks and other aquatic forma, and the fishermen and brokers who are secking markets for the raw stated that ustry, branch in Some which | The bureau ts giving all shoes of fish skin after all. Ener-|porsiblo wid to tho tusk of building important of ar: ® output of | Letters From the People Please limit communications to 150 words. Down With the Dog! ‘Vo the Editor of The Wreuing Word Please permit me to add a few lines to the controversy on the canine. A correspondent who wants strict laws for all dogs and sure death for un- mussied ones shows undoubted len- jeney in requiring their extermina- tion only if there more than one came of “dog-gone” (mad). Then, too, be shows distinct impartiality in sweeping away any right of owner. ship or value of investment and such other frivolous claims as reward for | need of servic, &c. Un- selfishly he promulgates bis con-| bad dog; dead; d dog. If D. W. H. has ob- to the midnight sonatas of neighbor's dog be has made no mention of it and this leads to the; belief that bis course is entirely an economic one, In this food crisin It | an admirably economic one. 4 muzzled dog cannot eat and a dead one has no appetite, why should an unhoused one be allowed to scratch &sb-covered bones out of the garbage | ean and feast like a king? Down with the dog that can't live without cating! Let the moon be exti guished, lest the opulent cur have light in which to bay the watery beams. ANN OTHER, not editor ot what telling cooked clusions, live dog, dog, pot filled, and sinew War, and as our Civil War. Reader Liked the Cartoon, Gea tee To the KAitor of Tee Lrening Word: instay that A word of prajwe for your fair- enjoy Life, was born ty minded cartoon how manny of alwaya porridg ext the Civil War Was W To the Editor of The Kvening Word 1 was surprised that the editor of} The Evening World should know 60} little about the baked bean and Bos ton, as indicated in the editorial “Mr, Hoover's Slip." article showed that he was ignorant he was writing about beans Mr. Hoover was right The bean is parbotled all day Sat- | urday, the oven heated and the bean | Then a piece of pork is eed on top of the beans with a am-bone, if the cook is an expert. The pot is placed in the oven and the contents allow twelve hour ‘The writer Boston bake “Overbalanced.” semed 60 refreshing and boneat after | reading the puny wail. papers, ‘The soa) box orators were banished for less seditious stuff; why. wet after the faint-hearted ’ JP. of several of that i wer eight tv the One man who is familiar with con- dittons In the South Sea Islands has he can deliver 800 tons of these skins in a year, stances are reported rangements have been perfected be tween tanners and fishing companies | to take care of the enti raw material that may be obtained. t n e R ~ Ae re eee OO eee te Perea nee ee eres Ueipation! elght tran be doing may give you. standing woman, Another woman words a statement threatening to Woman's Club disrupt in that papers. My friend, tc solutely innocent to talk—who gloried whispered bits of sensa |} I had not seen my friend for but chanced to be at her midst of al the excitement ened disaster to the club, of which she Was a leading member. years, she should have been due for a vole canlc eruption of temper likely a fit of hysterics and a hurry call for the doctor afterwards before she “cooled down.” But to my amare ment nothing of the kind hiuppened Instead she sat very quietly tn @ darkened room for perhaps a quar- years, Tia thy and thre As I recalled her in now. hands steady, and th there before. hing @ wood deal |i A tablespoon of mo- flavor were a cold Sunday beans backbona | rimy in the Civil) temper burt n dish, | one else. were as luring the wepk. And I and beans brought wore back RK. 8, Maine in 1844 and wan in believe that the ment. She sintied at nm: “T know what about,” she j my lesson & ave learned I have f nothing at all aweet making. the other pens real or fancied wr | happens the fretting ishing what 4 wonu [eerronrar race | Fvenind “Ma” Sunday's Intimate Talks THE GIRL WHO SEEKS REVENGE | EVENGE {s sweet—only in When you get a letter that atirs you to a point! of fury, don’t an-| awer it for forty- then your thoughts to black and white—and tear up what you have written, You will better off for hours, ater it An takes a whole lot more out of you than any satisfaction that its outlet A friend of mine of many years’ is @ quick-tempered Httle whose black eyes snap fire when sho ts aroused. reported as that was abso- lutely untruthful, Tho result was that something very mich like the prover- Dial tempest in a teapot was started, the lead! community, and ending by something approach- ing @ sensational scandal in the news- 0 whom blame for it all was given, was ab- She was merely the victim of a neighbor who liked in peddl tional eariler and v © Was a new gieam in her eyes I hud never seeu 1 hud expected some- ke a bur eyclone, bent on nothing but destru tion, and I stared at her in aman y look, are think lear threa than literally o8MiD. veral home 1 lust nid INVES TIG fact of mastery of yourself gives Why, L used to waste—yes, worse than waste—more energy in five min- ites in one of my old ‘tantrums’ than 1 could recover from ina day, I was al- ways left a wreck as the result, True, 1 had the satisfaction of expressi: just what I felt, of getting It out of my system, and making poople reluc- tant in arousing my ‘dander,’ but what good did It do me? Not only did I acconiplish no positive benefit, but I was receiving a real and a very definite injury to my whole nervous system, and consequently my entire outlook on . 1 found I was look- ing at everything through distorted glasses—and I woke up to the fact that it aidn’t pay!” The old law of an “eye for an oye and a tooth for a tooth” had nothing sweet, or ennohilng, or inspiripg about it. No great life or enduring struc- ture was ever Luilt on Hate, I know @ woman who has bided her time with a kind of relentless patience for the opportunity to “pay back” a former friend for a fancled grievance of ten years ago. Bhe ts a thoroughly lov- able woman in most other ways too. That is the curious part of It. A reasonable use of your nerve forces, like @ reasonable use of your water supply, will always keop a per- manent reserve for an emergency. ‘ou must give the rain barrel « refill and replace that which her without water, ‘The same is true of your nerve vitality, You would never think of leaving the faucet of the rain barrel open and allowing the water to waste all over the ground. You would know that later on you might have to pay dearly for the shortage. Why then should you open the faucet and let your vitality and your nervo on- ergy waste all over the neighborhood in outbursts of temper or in attempts to obtain revenge or retaliation? You, alone, will be the loser. Anger ts emotion, heated red-hot until it blows off steam, It means that we have to burn up an extraor- dinary amount of fuel to generate It— apd then all that we accomplish Ie waste, The girl who secks revenge is destined to pay a terribly high price for it—and then, nine times out of the ery T } you have drawn out or you will be; Daily Magazine eee Li - Op art *- The By Roy L. Oy OW, if you children will be good and go to bed quietly, you can go and seo some of the holiday picture shows to-morrow.” At this promise the little Jarr boy and girl began to express their criti cai opinions of various film stars who are paid a million dollars a year to) shéd tears of glycerine, perform heroic | acrobatics or get hit in the face with custard pies. | The little Jarr gir! was strong for) the million dollar young film actress of the glycerine tears, the little Jarr boy equally resolute to behold heroic acrobatics and custard pie facial applications. “Is it any wonder IT am a nervous wreck?” cried Mrs. Jarr, “gust listen to those children, when they should be sound asleep! After all the money I have spent getting them Christmas things, and now when I promise them, if they'll be good and go to D, they'll seo the moving pictures to- morrow, little Emma wants to Mary Pickford, and Willle wants see Charlie Chaplin or Douglas Fair- panks!” “Well, you take Emma to seo Mary Pickford and I'll take Wille to see his favorites,” suggested Mr, Jars, “They won't see any pictures but they'll certainly see stars if they don't | keep quiet and go to sleep!" said Mra, Jarr. And she bounced into the room where the children were now scuffling. H ‘Emma «lapped me and pinched |me!" ered the boy. “Willie pulled my hair! He pulled my hair!" screamed the little gir, “She said boys was no g00d and girly were better, and girls were nurses and 66 be policemen and would chase the boys off the streets and’ “Keep quiet, Willie!" interrupted his mother. “Why did you pinch your run street cars, and that girly would | vote at elections, and that girls would | * \ Bees ELS RY 3 arr Family McCardell , 1917, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The Now York Brening World.) were no good and that boys had to &o off to fight the Kalser stayed behind, and he sald If T didn't say I wanted to go to see the same pictures ho wanted to seo he'd take my Christmas doll and put its head in ‘boiling hot water so {ts hair would come off and its eyes would drop out, and”— But at the further consideration of the Belgian atrocities Master Jarr would inflict upon the hapless doll, little Miss Jarr began to wall and scream, Mrs, Jarr was roused to desperate Action, She yanked down the bed- clothes with oné deft action and gave each child a resounding spank where {t would do most good, “There now!" she exclaimed, as the children whimpered and walted an- other attack. ‘There now! You children are to see no Pictures unless |you go right to sleep, When I was your age I was asleep every night by seven, It's nine o'clock and after, this very minute, You two are #0 spoiled by your father that there's |no living with you. Now you both go to sleep without another word or I'll give you both dose of castor oll you'll remember!” “I gay, my dear,” remarked Mr, Jarr, when she returned to the front room, “I think you make @ mis- take"— “Ot cou! you do!” tuterrupted Mrs, Jarr, othing I do 1s right! Hut I never have a bit of trouble with those children when you aro not homo. I've told them if they are good they can have what they want, and {f they are ‘bad, I've told them what they'll et That's just what |say," ventured Mr. Jarr, “This prom. jising to punish children If they are bad and reward them if they are good brother, Emma?” Taking Over—Relieving the force in a trench, Tank—A new type of British armored car, Taube—German tor dove, A type of German ‘airplane used early in the man war. Tohinovnik—A #1 er oO! bo k att vel nm, she won't be satisfied, Bee ae eated (ayy, ‘uatinetively | AO. wale, iolt. by Toe Bel Aradiaste, tne,)! “He made faces at me, atd auld gists she was MgAting out a very intimate} ian problem with berself, and I did not D f h T h Tae tar, Wied ke. eae ictlonary of the Irenc emerged, her faco was calm, her T and eulphuric acias, \ Tommy Atkins Popular English common soldie Tommy's Cooker—A special idad of alcohol stove for the trenche Tovarish (plural Tovarishi)—siuss word for comrade, Used i “Citoyen” of the French Revo. bame jan th on, cing ll officeholder un- n Sanitaire—Hospital ned | der the old regime in Russia. reo-—-A detaik of t , 1| Tear Shell—A German chemical shell! struction to prevent enfilading tye 4 of that temporarily alfecta the cye- by the enemy, any | — lant Trench Candie—A} al © Ws | Territorial—An English soldier that} heater, A s corresponds to an American militla-| paper rolled tight, past pay for wma and soaked in inelted par ‘have learned | Tin Hats—Stee! helmets, Also name, Trench Feet—A disease of t > Matter whist taf officer brought on by cold and w berson dol TN, T—Trinitretoluol—One of the | Turtles-— n hand grenades it 8 most powerful of Ligh explogjves. | Typewritem—Machine gy tu tome (Adore Wedneaday,) tai | Made trom Wiuol dieeted with Qitrie ls, from an etbieal standpoint, im- moral" — “What?” cried Mrs. Jarr, "Do you mean to tell me you consider your |want them to be | That's parlor soc Not exactly,” | don't you think {instil in the ebildr | to do right, punishments be ‘o be good, 1 I bargained uid them to be good. ie hother your old *pisten to then in and talk ¢ them | A few minutes M wife and children immoral because f good and not bad? lism. talk!" id Mr. Jarr, would bi “But ht \dren would | wanted t j cause jo 8 bedrooin, w." he said, Jare eyn Jart. “Eth ig and uw holiday ef and ce asleep 1 1 sald M apiece of t f nOLrOW 3 spihing eam vidas. There | qihica-wand ethical ©@MmdWalions,” endauy mother da oaboand 10 Aoldigrsy Sayings of Mrs. Solomon stow upon somebody else folde-rols which novody wanteth \ nd that girls *° | | I was going to! i better to! feel aggrieved because he has rivals Se ee ee By Helen Rowland wert S007 te The Peer Pomtieine Cy (The New Tow Bree Want) He Chrietmas Vive Prayer of & Woman, whieh te Mra, Solomen's. Oh, Santa Clans, patron aint of the Foolleh ond mocker of the now my eupption all the rite r T aod ceremonies which how re qutrest have t performed npon thine alter, Yeu. all thowe chinese whieh t vowed I aheuld never do AGAIN 1 have dowe, and all these things which | rowed I sould never neglect bave 1 left on done! | have «pent mine husband's ewbetance epon trash and folly and nonsense unto the last farthing. I have STRIPPED him—vatil he eried out for merey 5 ¢ that | might appease thee, 1 have racked my mind until {t tottered that T might not forget ONE of those who might “remember” me. I have fought my way “over the (op amid the madding hoppers; 1 have struggled fn the trenches around bargain counters. While my right eye was being jabbed out by an umbrella, my left eye hath wildly sought for “something NSW" to give somebody; and while my left foot waa being mangled under « hundred heels, my right foot bath continued gallantly on tte way to the next counter, T have lain awake many nights wondering “WHAT on earth” to buy for HIM-—and her and them and tt! T have arisen in the morning haggard and distraught—and changed my mind. I have labored unt!! midnight with the fancy tlesue paper and the holly ribbons, tying up gewgaws for them whose houses are already overflowing with gewgawa. T have acquired myopia and wri(or's cramp from addressing cheery, hearty, happy Christmas carda, if I have decided to wear my inst year's hat for two seasons and re’ nounced my desire for al! those things which T wanted—tn order to be- y I have set up the Christmas tree with mine own hands and dressed it with the last ounce of my strength T have hung the holly and the mistletoe and pretended to be “en- Joying myself.” Four hundred times have I cried “Merry Christmas” in « ringing volee, until my throat acheth And now, O Santa Claus, patron saint of the Foolish and mocker of the Wise, I ask my reward, Nay, I do not ask to find a diamond tiara or @ pianola in my steck- ing: nefther do I sigh for rubies and pearle and precious stones, nor ai* ¢ sealekin coat. Verily, verily, T ask thee only this That I may have ONE DAY of REST! That I may still retain my sanity and my reason and the strengti¢o eat my Christmas dinner and to smile! That I may still find the time and the strength and euffictent funds to write my check for the Red Cross, for mine own delight. And that, when I arise upon Christmas morning, | may eay immy heart: “La, tt 1s all DONE and over with! And 1, the slave of Custom, em FRPP again for another year!” Amen. Good War Stories of the Day He haversack a small “This 1s one of the things we | Evening World Readers Are Invited to Contribute HE'D LEARNED STRATEGY. wan the fierce reply. Then.” in a) PERSPIRING ‘Tommy, bur- teal par Privat’ Bron said, 7 vi as he li hn face up to t A dened with about five tons of “Zooany, sergeant ford 0, the skies equipment, climbed wearily into} see thee any more!" 4 bus outside a London railway ter- | minus, cere ves 9 vacant seats, THE DIFFERENCE. and no one offered the weary man a “7 41 feat, He was dead fired and 80 FTDR a spell at the front tiv solved to get a seat by strategy. army officers are sometithes fished from his apt to forget the niceties of bomb. milltary etiquette, relates the London ase out there, you know,” he re-|Chronicle. The other afternoon at marked to the interested passengers, | Victoria Station a commanding offt- “See this pin here? When I pull it spotted by a membor of the® out like this it should explode fifteer police, who reminded. the ly later, ‘They're pretty dead- | er that he was not carryin , too! If T put it back again the | hi ox, ‘Gloves!” exclaimed. th thing's harmless." ‘Then, beginning | ¢ “Where I come from yor to search frantically, “Gosh! where | often lucky to appear in trousers! on earth ald I put that pint” The wit passengers rose in a body and scram- HOPELESSLY CONFUSED. bled for the door, tumbling over one HE squad of recruits was parti another to get off, Tomn ‘atche a io ; them go. Then, putting bot arly’ dor nd the sergouut got more Ones telling his Said the serg and more exasperated, red quite incapable oft t hand from lef." t at last, “Ne yer hands in front of yer. Twist them one over the other, Stop. Now tell me which yer left hand and which ts yer right Tho recruit looked blankly at his hands for a moment. “I'm blowed if I know,” he sald; “you've gone ani mixed ‘em up.” back in his haversack, he stretched himself full length on the cushioned seat, | the British front who wanted | twenty men to faco almost cer- | tain death, He called the whole company to- gether and made the situation clear | to them. Thon he asked for twenty volunteers to advance one pace, | loved hig men, and it was almo more than he could bear. He clo: his eyes to keep back his tears, and HEROES ALL. HIS 19 the story of a colonel on ESPRIT DE CORPS, ITE son of the well-to-do family had recently joined up as a private and when he opened them the Mire haa | Christm a8 te wae ea eee kid p: ely ation. e ‘ _ 4 in mepre the same formation Returning from « walk, his mother 4 a ined, o hel esbied a fugu : t anes are net one. voluoteae 3 HONEAINE He wi ES he ed. Clarence,” she called to her aon. rwerd at sal- |, ae sergeant tended Mere anced one | Mary's got some one in the kitchen, “Every pace, sir,” he said, OUT OF RANGE. FH was a very diminutive ser- geant, but was far from being| ¢ small and eweet, “You, P. at’ | minute Brun,” he bawled to a tall native of! ‘Sorry, Yorkshire, dyer’ ead up, There] him out.” : ain't no threepenny bits lying about.”| “Can't turn him out? - Why on earty The country lad asked, “Shall 1 al; Mot ways look oop, sergeant?” “Always,’ She knows perfectly well that I don't , allow followers. 1 wish you'd go and tell the man to leave the house ut once.” ‘larence duly departed to the kit- . but returned in about half a mother, but IT can't ¢urn Tie’s my serge: VERY once in a while 1 receive | She mwa not let me eee him, How E an indignant letter from some 1 avin her that he is worthy young man, who saya that the| I think that the times to-day, and girl to whom he is “paying attention" | the wonderful work our soldiers ere @ call on her or take her to a party. | her scruples are Unnecessary And my correspondent complains! and unpatriotic Betty Vincent’s Advice to Lovers.’ |of my love, as I kuow he is?” has ventured to let some other chup | | soon persuade your another } An Evening in the Park. bitterly T h $s one thing which should be No young man has) “A. J." writes: “Do you think tt any girl's so \n-|questiunable for two girls eighteen d her to be his wife| years old to go to the park im the and she has paid yes. 1n the cise of | evening, unescorted? A says it 1s not a formal enga, nt it is assumed mproper, as the park is publie, B Says that such an action starts ecan- dal, Do you not think that after be, ing employed indoora all day w@ ¢ {| Should et some fresh ate?” nan that the young lady, while not ex- actly going into a nunnery, yet pre fers the society of her flance to that ay other man. But if no engace ment exists a girl Is perfectly Justiti n wer to your lis ; in accepting attentions from as many | emphatically yeu? And { PR eyes different men as offer them, aud no| gon why two melfn you one of these men hag the right 4 eapeenng 4 fo) women should not walk together in the clty parks, or along the streets, provided they step out briskly and do not loit d thus appear to in. \| vite undesirable attention, alth His birthd ay ‘writes: “A young man has and will you attention to me for over present suitable for me vy though we have met mem. one y give bi 4 bo he f his family several times @urs » made candy that period, he never has éntro- simply bowed @ ou think this proper Proper nor fair, If he does ct you enough to introduce his people you should aot give ee My sweeheart t happy ter,’ you to