The evening world. Newspaper, December 31, 1917, Page 8

Est, ) BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Published Daily ween Bupaey by fhe Pree Tubtshing Company, Nor. 63 to) Row. Jr., Beoretary, Q Entered Post-Office New York as Ceo ew Van Brentn: art a ae isi a ie frvernadlonal q 208 inion. 96.00) One " t. | at SOL 2 Sere See WOME OOS icc cdeceddvcctescccessces «NO, 20,586 THE PARAMOUNT RESOLVE. farewell of the bitterest cold recorded in the city’s history is made tenfold more trying by a coal famine which everybody predicted but which nobody had sufficient grasp of the situation | | to avert. The causes of coal shortage—which in such weather means ter- rible suffering—are several. Consider only one of them: Notwithstanding the urgent recommendations of the Fuel Ad-| ministration and despite the patriotic action of the officers of the! miners’ organization in “calling on the United Mine Workers of America to take only two holidays, Christmas and New Year's,” in view of the country’s pressing need for an extra coal output of at) least 50,000,000 tons, we learn that the miners generally ignored the | request and that not only was no work done in the mines on Christmas| Day but for several days following only a fraction of the usual amount of coal was available for shipment. The same conditions are expected ‘to prevail on New Year’s Day and for two or three days thereafter. The miners know the demand for the product of their labor is enormous. They are assured of as many hours employment as they want at high wages. They mean to take as many holidays as they choose, Again: When coal arrives at terminals and docks a similar atti- inde on the part of workers adds to the difficulties of handling and transporting it. ' John W. Whitely of the Conservation Committee, which has been investigating coal conditions along the Jersey water front, de- clares that one of the biggest problems is to get men who will stick! to their jobs. At present most of them work a few hours or days and | then quit. “Asa result the coal is being handled by green men who F": New York the passing of this eventful year with a grim) can accomplish far less than seasoned hands,” ‘ We dwell upon this spirit shown by miners and coal mpeiers | first because the effects of it are just now plainly and poignantly seen in the suffering and privation it has helped to bring upon fuel-starved ‘millions in the grip of winter's cruelest cold. | i] , But the spirit itself is not confined to coal workers. It crops | up in scores of other industries and spreads to nearly every kind of labor, where high wages give the easy-going a chance to work four “days a week and lay off three. Nor have wage-earners.as such any monopoly of it. ‘There are many persons in these United States highly paid for professional or executive service, there are many others enjoying large returns from profitable businesses or otherwise well-invested capital who still accept the war as something which—even though it adds indirectly in not a few cases to their income and easé—places no obligation upon them either to increase their usefulness or curtail their leisure, . That a number of Americans in every rank of life continue in this state of mind is, in some instances, because they have not yet! been shocked by realization or impelled by reason to any definite pur- pose in relation to the war. For all such there can be no better New Year's exercise than to ‘sit down quietly and seriously and think out where they stand. to Not every American can fight. Not every American can be} +. limmediately assigned to the various kinds of work which most obvi-| ‘ously contribute to the winning of the war. | 4 But no American, whatever he is doing, need be even a half « loafer. No American need even remotely ally himself with the waste man power which ought long since to have been drafted from street corners and the back rooms of saloons for the tasks of war. No American need think he has only to sit tight and take it »» emsy unless he is conscripted for some special war job. ‘* If this war is going to be won, Americans at home have got to “"yrork willingly and overtime, if need be, for one ancther. . Food, fuel and other necessities must be produced and distrib- uted with a far higher degree of regularity and efficiency than hith- erto. Ordinary business inust be pushed ahead with fresh energy in all _ directions that make for industry and confidence, + Among the High spiritual resolutions, therefore, with which ‘Americans enter upon another momentous year; let them not forget % plain and practical one: net Let each and every one resolve to do a full day's work and loaf “away none of the nation’s time and energy. a Tet each and every one resolve that whatever his part in the » great job, he shall never be found—like the coal miner in Pennay)- * vania in the midst of the presont dire fuel famine—taking advantage ~ of the security afforded by the public’s dependence upon him to ignore its needs and serve his selfishness, Letters From the People Please limit communications to 150 words. Willing to Werk, bet Lacks Job, ‘te the Editor of ‘Coa, Breniog Wostd , T have just read the articlé on the p editorial page of The Evening World| ‘im reference to putting the loafers to work, which I heartily indorse, But } if there is 80 much work for loafers, why is it that @ respectable citizen, who has a son now “doing his bit in France, cannot obtain a position? I have been out of employment for two weeks and am very anxious to work, as I have a wife and family Rollable Poultry Journal went to Washington to interview Mr. Hoover, the Food Administrator, in behalf of the poultrymen. In thelr conversa- wali “Do not be surprised if there is a 50 per cent, reduction soon in the price of feeds for meat producing ani- mals, including poultry, as compared with the prices that were pald in Rugest.” ‘ ree months have gone by, and I and others are paying the same prices now that we were in August, Scratch. ing feed, 14.60; poultry mash, $3.75 per te 1 have held an exeoutive| 10 pounds; oats, $2.20 per seventy- | Position with one of the largest man-|five pounds. If the Food Adminis- uring corporations in the city. tration does not get busy soon to ad. t the r mene | just feed prices on @ basis with pou 4 just for the loafers and ne'er-| try and C6g prices, with @ reasonable . doe 1 1 would fadiy ‘accept rofit to poultrymen, there will less poultry raised the coming sea- Bopitien to start at 020 pe week on than ever before. Hundreds of through: The War Baby Fvening World Daily Maga zine girl in pig-tails and short skirts, T used to hear her playmates say of her: “Oh, the trouble with her is she wants the earth!” As she grew older, the phrase continued, It wasn't that she was particularly selfish, or at least selfish in @ petty way, but she almply wanted And tried to demand the impossible. She was never disposed to make any physical or mental .effort to get it. She deeméd tt sutfcient for her to say she wanted certain things—and then expected them to be handed to her on a silver platter, Pinally Constance was married. She was hardly nineteon and no more sulted to enter the duties of a wite than the average school girl of six- teen, But sho thought herself very much in love, and so her parents, as usual, Kav their consent and ran up @ lot of bills to give her the sumptu- ous wedding on which she had set her heart. She and her young husband, who was even more in love with her, if that were possible, went to live in 4 cosily furnished bungalow, and life Apparently was to continue in an. other series of pleasures asked and delivered for Constance. But, for- tunately for her, her husband was a man who had fought his own way up from whe position of pMnter's devil to the city editor's desk of the } t9Wn's leading paper, and he knew What It was to battle for what was coming to bim, sometimes with his back to the wall Even when Constance was a smal) & ey began ty seo the defect ness rather than a fault Constance, and, because he loved her with ail the depths of a stron to make her see a new vision of 1i Firet he interested her in the news. boys and the carriers who gathered at the alley doors of the pressroom every afternoon for thelr papers, anc by arousing her interest in them, in- her with the idea of organiz- Neweboys' Club. He figured if Constance could once be interested jim doing things for other people in- stead of always asking other people to do things for her he could gradu- ally bring a new angle into her life watched the experiment cur- y—the experiment of which his rl wife had absolutly no idea, A ter he suggested to her it would be @ wonderful thing for the ‘The Poultryman'n Side of 11, © ‘Be the Editor of The Brening World: ~ fast Beptember the editor of the , jultry plante jout the coun fy are shut down now, as there | sac nee re Woman's Club of the city, of which sho was a member, to establish a recreation summer ae! where the poor children or the city could be “Ma” Sunday's Intimate Talks | THE GIRL WHO WANTED THE EARTH clean man, he cast about for a way | taken during the hot months of the year, Constance worked on the pro- ject as whe had never worked on any~ thing in her life, ‘The next plan of the kind came not from him, but from her, She suggested a public Thanksgiving dinner, where all of the hungry ones of the city could be fed, and following it, a community Christmas tree, On Christmas Eve the young hus- band, wise beyond nis years, drew By Roy L. in healt Jaff Family © McCardell Copyright, 1017, by The Prem Publishing Co. (The New Yorks Brening Work.) ing for sugar, under the directions of his friend Johnson, the firm's cashier, to locate the establishment of Sam Young, automobile and rain- coat manufacturer, owner of theatres and otherwise all powerful. He had no difficulty in securing an audience with this dealer in destinies when he sent in word that he was a friend of William Throckmorton Johnson, |i was not bard for Mr. Jarr, seek- his wife into his args, and told her the truth of what hehad done during tho last twelve months, and why he thad done it, She silent for so jlong that he felt a sudden fear, but | when she lifted her face, all radiant with misty happiness, to his, he knew iis fear had been groundless, 2h, Lam so glad, Phil,” she whi red. “I wondered why | was 80 much happier than I had ever been re in my life, And now | know!" Jut { still want the ear! sald, a few minutes later, it—that others may enjoy out of it as much aa I do rt by the Hell Hyndicate, Ino.) she want it and get How to Address Certain Kings HE youthful Shah of Persia has an amazing array of titles, ranging from Shah-in-Shah (King of Kings) to such poetical at- tributes as “Pho Rose of Delight,” “The Branch of Honor" and “The Mirror of Virtue;" while His Majesty of Arracan used to be proclaimed as “Emperor of Arracan, Possessor of the White Elephant and the two ear- ings, and in virtue of this possession |legitimate Heir of Pegu and Brama; Lord of the,Twelve Kings who place their heads under his feet.” Somewhere in the wilds of Afghan- istan there is an ameer who boasts of as many high dignities as there Jare days in the year, am ‘being: “The Sovereign of whom God created to be as ac. ished as the moon at her pleni- whose eye _xlitters like the king as spiritual as , who, when he rises, jshades all of his people, and from under whose feet a sweet odor is | wafted.” But perhaps tho most re- markable title any monarch was eyor proud to own was borne by the King of Monomotapa, whose praises were }sung by his court poets and musi- |clans as “Lord of the Sun and Moon, |Great Magician and Great Thiet." Another striking example of royal dignity {8 that of the former Emperor of China, whose recent coup d'etat ended in such failure. He was halled by his subjects as “Tho protector of | religion, whose fam infinite and of surpassing excellence, exceeding tho moon, the unexpanded jessamine buds ai as the stars, nt whose feet are to the noses of other fragri “What can 1 do for you?" asked the raincoat manufacturer. “Johnson ang I belong to the same bowling and pinochle clubs. When Billy Sunday was here I got Johnson to attend his meetings, but It didn't improve his game, either bowling or pinochle.” “I want to get some sugar, and Johnson told me” “He's kidding you!" interrupted Mr. Sam Young, freezing up. “After the way Billy Sunday spoke right at him"— “T mean {'m looking for cornmeal,” added Mr. Jarr hastily, “Oh, cornmeal,” remarked Mr. Young cheerfully. ‘That's another matter. But do you know cornmeal ts very scarce?” “So I believe,” sald Mr, Jarr, “But I need ten pounds of cornmeal and I need it badly.” “Well, you go downtown to the law offices of Marks & Marks, and ask for Marks the lawyer, Ask for the Hon, Isaac Marks, ex-Alderman Marks, and tell him I sent you, Ask him if he knows where you can get any navy beans. Mr. Jarr was determined to see the matter through. He took the ad- dress of the Hon, Isaac Marks and doparted. At the offices of the ex-Alderman he cautioned the avburn-halred argus at the office switchboard to say that he was from Sam Young and was looking for navy beans. He was im- mediately admitted to the private office of the Hon, leaac Marks and given the third degree, Being satisfied that Mr. Jarr was only endeavoring to secure ten pounds of navy beans, the ex-Alderman said the covld not promise Mr, Jarr he could get the navy beans, but if he would go to the jewelry store of Goldstone & Brother and say he wanted Cuban or Louisiana diamonds, they might help him. At the jewelry store of Goldstone & Brother, the manager took Mr. Jarr into the burglar-proof vaults of the firm when he asked for Cuban or Kings as flowers to bees, most noble patron and God by custom." Louisiana diamonds, and had stated | Chat be had been sent there by ex- Alderman Marka, "I do not know anything about te matter myself,” said the manager, “but if you will go to the big grocery store of Lanahan’s and ask for ten Pounds of polished rice you may get Cuban or Louisiana diamonds. Ask for Mr. Lanahan himself.”’ At Lanahan’s large grocery store @ surging throng was demanding sugar. But the clerks were assuring the pleading customers that there was none of the precious commodity to be had, even were Mr. Hoover to demand it. Mr. Jarr sought out the proprietor and found him ensconced behind his roll-top desk, replying over the tele- phone to the secretary of the Mayor- elect that he was sorry, but he had no sugar. “Mr, Johnson, our cashier, sent me to Sam Young for ten pounds of cornmeal,” began Mr. Jarr. “Young sent me to the Hon. i-«ac Marks for navy beans. Marks gent me to Gold- stone Brothers for Cuban or Louisi- ana diamonds, and Goldstone Broth- ers sent me here to ask for ten pounds of polished rice.” “Ah!” sald Mr, Lanahan. “I can let you have ten pounds of polished rice. I was afraid you were going to ask for sugar. No sugar for any- body, you know,” “Yes, I know,” said Mr, Jarr. “Well, go stand over by those other nuts—I mean that bag of Bra- gillan nuts by the candy and cake counter,” said Mr. Lanahan—“and if @ Salvation Army lassie comes by with her tambourine put six cents {n/ it, Bix cents, mind you; no less!" Mr. Jarr stood by the other nuts for about ten minutes, while soldiers, sailors, civilians, widows, editors, millionaires and others passed him by. Presently a Salvation Army lassie came in and passed him, holding out her tambourine. Mr. Jarr dropped a nickel and a penny in it. He was handed a tract with a blessing, In- side the tract was a slip of paper that had seribbled on i! ‘Pay Cashier §1 for Ten Pounds of Polished Ric: Mr. Jarr paid the cashier one dol- lar and recetved @ slip on which was stamped, “Give Bearer 10 Ibs. of Pol- ished Rice.” He handed this to the head clerk and received a package, ———— mo more, RADIUM GENIUS A POLE, ME. CURIB, who aided her hus- band in the discovery of radium, wag born in Poland, her maiden name being Marie Bklo- dowska, and began her scientific oa- reer as the assistant of her father, By Helen Behold, I stand upon the it with fortitude; Let me not * “hating”; for it conquer! And, 80 sure that fs raised in the love of right and Keep his eyes steadily on the Star of his Purpose, thet never for am instant shall he lose that high FAITH, that buoyant confidence, that calm, For by that sign shall he WIN! And, whilé he is gone, 4 Teach me, I pray Thee, to love self-sacrifice, for his sake, And to forget all those “strange gods” : Tho god of fashion, the god of pleasure, the petty little gods of greed and folly and self-indulgence Before which I, the American Woman, once bowed down! Teach me to love frugality, and to look upon food as FOOD and not as @ source of feasting and idle sociability. Toach me to forget my vanity, that I may no longer sigh after laces and Jewels and fine raiment and extravagance, Teach me to love work, to enjoy Jabor, and to take my pleasures in simple things, in books and dreams stare. Teach me to be kind to those who may not lose heart in this hour, but may “do their bit" joyfully, Help me to SMILE, whatsoever my heartache, ‘That not one shadow of my petty “The Americans are a light and | war laughing and singing'” song, j cause ‘That will win for us! Ob, Spirit of Love, keep us calm fateful year, | triumphantly, Toward the Star of its Purpose! For Liberty's sake, | Amen! The Hymn of Love Coprrigh*. 1017, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Brening World.) A NEW YEAR’S PRAYER FOR 1918 TF: is my Hymn of Love—and every woman's! ' my life—the turning point of the world’s history! Oh, Spirit of Love, make me strong, that I may bear Wise, that 1 may use it with inspiration; Brave, that at its end I may “oome wp smiling!” Let me not for one single moment of it forget HIM “over there,” nor HIM that may go “over there,” nov HIM that labors here to protect MY hearth and liberty! Shall shatter the sword that fs raised in the hatred of nations! i ' the courage of others, who need all their hope and courage. | Verily, verily, they have sald of us, And they cannot see, in their blindness, that it is the smile and the The calm serenity, the hateless, joyous FAITH in ourselves and in our And let the symbol of our Nation be the AEROPLANE, 4 Which soareth steadily, courageously, joyously, singin: Rowland threshold of the most crucial year of waste one precious moment of {t im is not hate, but LOVE, which ehall as there is a God of Love, the sword Iberty and humanity Keep HIM, who marched away “singing and smiling,” strong and sate and@ cheerful! and study and long walks under the bor for me and mine, that they trowbles may touch the high hope and frivolous Nation! See! ‘hey go ta and smiling and serene through this buovaatiy, Z Camp Comedies e. By Alma i Copyright, 1917, by The Preas Pubjlaht VIVE LA ‘EB: Camp Dic—TIME: Nig (A number of boys are gathered ar: { reading; some are whittling aimlessly | stove alone is audible, It anorts at intervals.) (closing a magazine) — Well, ] this is the first little old year T've scen go out in kheki, I suppose it's an event. Hurray! B (reminiacently)—Last year I saw the year go out in a white fox boa, an inverted fernery for a hat and a gold vanity case dangling from my ankle @ Ja bail and chains! C (admiringly)—Must ‘a’ been some party. B (sighing)—You said an epigram that tint, Charlies! Some party In correct, Whenever I get blue here in camp the way I felt the day after keeps coming back to me. A (looking over @ boy's shoulder) — You ,still studying those French idiots, Don? D (scornfully)—Idioms, you mean, Sure I'm studying ‘em, I'm going to be able to talk to the little French girls when I get over voila—which is French for “over there.” 4 (with interest)—What'll you say to ‘em? D (using the page as prompter)— Tl @ay, “Bong juro, let us have a Most belle dos a dos.” That meane: “How 4’ do, little one, we will have one swell tulkfes: together!" but you see how much mere refined it sounds in French. You can get away with murder in that ianguuge and keep sounding lke a fudge sundae, Only why in blazes do they pack a lot of useless luggage ia these books—-things we couldn't possibly use, Look here! ‘Velours a cote,” meaning corduroy, Now there isn’t a thing in the army Woodward ing Co, (The New York Brening World FRANCE! ht, ‘ound @ stove.» silence reigns, Some are » some are just gazing into space. The made of corduroy except some of the roads and } gotta hunch that— | B (with conviction)—I know I could | ever learn French if I lived to be hundred and you can't translate the blamed thng so it'll make sense in English anyway. The other day one of those visiting French officers was explaining ubout protection from ga» attacks to our Colonel. And when we asked the Colonel] to translate, he sald: ‘You can save yourself from @ gas attack in plenty of time because you can hear it escape and see it and smell it. There is a little difficulty, however, because they usually start the machine guns ao you can't hear (t—and they sic it onto you at Might so you can't see it—and when you smell it it's too late’ Thai was his translation. Now I ask you, isn't there @ catch in the blooming language sumewhere? D (in defense of it)—T know, but it’s good in its place. It's great so- ciety stuff and when eppliqued io food {t can't be beat. In what othor language could you call a cheap, bolled skate—fish I mean—at 7c the |pound “aie au beurre noir Verailies"” and lift 80c an ounce for it? Eh? A (ditterly)—To bring it closer home, in what other language could | you call @ plain, miserable bean a de luxe name Ii! “haricot and not get called for obtatning appetites unde: faise pretenses? B (open-mouthed)—Do they? It er struck me that “beans” were ything but “beans” in any lan- wage. Why, 1 even thought tres beans was a French cuss word. 80 they call them “haricota,” do thi Well, the sly dogs, You certainiy gotta hand it to ‘em D (with enthusiasm)—You certainiv gotta, Chorus Trance! ne (vigorously) ~ Vive ta Evening World ‘Readers A WOULDN'T WORK Twice, a Canadian camp somewhere in England a second George Wash- ington has been found. He, tn company with several others, had been granted four days’ leave, and, as usual, wired for extension. But no hackneyed excuse was his, In fact, it was so original that it has been framed and now hangs in a prominent spot in the battalion or- derly room. It ran as follows: “Nobody dead: nobody ill. Still go- ing strong, having a good time and fot plenty of money.’ Please grant extension!" And he got it. MIGHT CHANGE HIS MIND, HERE is a Regular Army tain at Yapbank who was born for diplomatic service, Among the draft men from New York who came under his notice was a chap who prociaimed himself a constitu. tional pacifist. gi don't believe in war,” he de- Some Good War Stories of the Day. re Invited to Contribute, clared, “I won't fight! I won't fire |@ gun to kill a human being, and | there's no use in keeping me in the | army." | “That's all right,’ answered the | Captain, patting the lad patronizingly on the back. ‘Just drill along with the boys, and when you get to the other side you c i | other 5 can use your own judg HE'D FIND OUT. TTO HARBACH, comic opera composer, ts telling a story warfare, He says the atred negroes, fighting on the side of the Allles, use knives so sharp one blow will cut @ man in two. One time a big black fellow went over the top land attacked a German, He swung his knife once at the neck of Boche. The German grinned, “Missed mo, @!9" he said in b English, “Just wail tll you head." grunted the negro.