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ee ne ee a ee 4 b Published Daily Except Bunday PULITZER, Pres! soci ULMER renee kA Rte How, MBMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRDSS, | oF PO SPT Case VOLUME 58. .00. smmescccecccccscasscaccocceses NO. 20,706 “ABSOLUTELY UNFETTERED.” j R. AMSTER’S statement of the conditions which mado it impossible for him to continue to serve es Health Commis. @oner under Mayor Hylan parallels with significant closeness the statement from Frederick H. Bugher immediately preceding the Mayoz’s demand for his resignation as Police Commissioner afte: Mr, Bugher had filled thet office for twenty-three dayst exetlint OC She DRE, AMSTER TO MAYOR HYLAN IN APRIL: “Contrary to your promise ta me, you have continually inters fered oy petty direction and afvitrary action in the conduct of the Department of Health, “Immediately after I bad faken my own oath of office you Gtreoted the appointment of your family physician as Sooretary ot the Department, On no less than two occasions I reported to You my opinion that ho wae un+ waited to perform the duties of ‘Ris office aiid that I desired your permission to dispense with his wervices, “This you refused to give, and ft soon doveloped that this gen+ tleman was intended by you to be your personal representative in the Department, to whom you t have repeatedly given directions } for the conduct of the Depart- ' ment without my knowledge and ' without reference to my opin- } fons of administrative policy and procedure. aor That Mayor Hylan would accept “with great pleasure” Dr. much to be expected as the Mayor’s ‘Amster’s resignation was his own appointees who comes to the point where he can no longer | stand the Mayor’s persistent interference, ceases at that moment to } realize the Hylan ideal of a public servant, Mayor Hylan has scolded and fussed at the Health Department til the public is bewildered and disgusted. It is little wonder that 0 self-respecting Health Commissioner could go on bearing with the the lress Jublishing Company, Nos 6a to How, N ! ' ! | request for that of his former Police Commis: ‘ ' ew York. ident, 63 Park Row, MR. BUGHER TO MAYOR HYLAN IN JANUARY: “I was persuaded to accept the appointment upon your posl+ tive assurance that I would be absolutely unfettered and would be allowed to select my own Deputies and organization in my ownwayy © © © “Yesterday Mr. O'Hara (the Mayor’s bodyguard and brothers in-law) came here with @ man who impressed me most un pleasantly, with the peremp- tory message from you that I appoint him property clerk. I had previously appointed an as- sistant property clerk by your direction, “The first appointment of @ Deputy that I mado, efter the most painstaking investigation of dozens of applicants, met with your disapproval because, as you | said, ho ts ‘not of the people’ and does not understand them— | meaning thereby that he happens | to be a man of good family and | unquestioned antecedents, which I regard as a distinct advantago in this particular case, and in no respects a handicap.” ioner. Even one of! isruptive sort of handling to which the Department has been sub- jected. After four months New York is under no illusions as to the kind of Executive it now harbors in its City Hall, It has learned to know his theory of municipal government as a field for petty, pompous meddling and his policy of dictating to the nominal heads of city departments through emissarics chosen from favorites and relatives. The city has pretty well made up its mind by this time that it's got e war-Mayor with all the administrative reach of a selectman and all the dignity of a town constable. t ——_——(e ISSUE A DAILY COMMUNIQUE. ECRETARY BAKER frankly admits that the American public is not getting from its own Government the official and authoritative reports to which it is entitled concerning the activities of the Nation’s fighting forces in France. The attention the War Department is now concentrating on the publicity question should produce a quick change in the situation. Every day and every hour Americans are fighting side by side mith French and British in the greatest battle in all history. Tho ‘memy is perfectly aware of it. There is no longer any strategical Becret about it. have to depend, for news of their forecs at the front, upon occasional sentences or paragraphs in the official reports of Paris and London; or, worse still, that lying “statements from Berlin regarding engage ments wiih American troops should circulate in this country uncon- tradicted by the United § ‘ While, from Gen, Pershing’s point of view, American operations ates Government, in France may not have yet reached an importance worthy of ex tended and regular notice, it should be remembered that a com- mander in the field three thousand miles away is not necessarily the best judge to all that the public at home may reasonably require. Members of the Senate Committee on Military Affairs have lai] increasing stress on the fact that the United States is th only one of the Allied Nations which does not issue a daily communique, The War Department should sce to it that such official daily Wulletins speed'ly become a regular and recognized aid upon which this country can eount to strengthen confidence and dispel dis- quictude, Hits From Sharp Wits. In it possible that the Southern|moves tn the ehild of the next generation will ask delphia Record. best circles,"—Phila- RZECRSLO op PERE RETA ESF Oec TAT AVOLRRSE DA Ogee s Sou Sm ee what God made mint for?—Columbia | 2.8 @. C.) State, Talk is cheap, but the tongue can ay be used to advantage by leking The man who didn't raise a boy to | tFHft stamps.—Toledo Blade, be 4 soldier must feel rather out of it LJ ° e {hese cays,—Pittsburgh Gazette. | ‘The hand of fato ia alwava ready to , rasp 0 r sy y e' fr Sh ai Sraep an opportunity.—Chicago News. “Many are but tow a Everything comes if you w. @bosen,” quoted Wise Guy, the right place for a + HL I guess sou must be over the dri P Age." replied the Simple M ee ae Adelphia Record “Kor sprin remarked the , eet | Man ont . Wisg—Drownemith ts rteotly | be prefs B@uare, isn't he? Wage--Weill he | Toledo Blade, f s 4 It is preposterous that the people of the United States should pyright, 1918, by The Presse Publish! YOUNG American soldier re- | turned a few days ago to New | York. Ho had enlisted in the Canadian Army and had been wounded in an alr raid “ovor there.” For months and months he was In a hospital on the other side with legs badly crushed, He was unable to go back into the fight and was honorably dis- charged, | Although disabled as a soldier he feels “ft as a fiddle" for civic work, For days he has tried to get | work without success, He was a geod mechanlo and worked as a chauffeur before he went to and | has very good recommendations, | “E hate to complain of the lack of patriotism," he sald to me, “but you would be surprised how many e | ployers ‘turned me down’ when I tyl them I had been in a hospital for long. Somehow 1 gleaned tho feeling that they thought I would not be strong enough to do the work, “If only they had given me a ‘try,’ I wouldn't care, I presented my cre- denials and government papers, &e without any result.” He told me of his trials in this con- nection, not much for his own benefit but, as he expressed it, “In the hope that you will write an ar- ticle and impress employers that it iy Just as patriotic to help a fellow when he comes back as when he govs over, and there will be hundreds of men just ke mo coming back. American boys who will need en- |couragement in securing jobs after | they have served faithfully on the | cther aide.” | | | [eeonin ane omer | so His worde ring true. And there is | something to be said about it. It je | not #0 much talk about patriotism as acts that count in the long run, If any worker should be given prefor- | ence it {9 the man who has performed | bis duty at the front, And besides it is the individual act of patriotism, the personal kind, that counts in the | Dimgost way, Every oltizen who takes it upon him to recognize the aac riftce that has been made by the ve- | “paper pants would | tWrned soldier te fulfilling his patri- ble to tar and feathers," | otlo part in helping the acldier get (nok into bis civic ephere, Camouflage! Tuesday, EDITORIAL PAGE April 30 The Returning Soldier and His Job By Sophie Irene Loeb Co, (The New York Krening World), Besides, it 1s the real patriot who sacrifices a little himself and gives special ald to the soldier who has fought his fight and returned home somewhat the worse for it, In the st analysis, that very soldier who seeks service from the employer at home was actually working for that employer on tho other side, In a word, the soldier has truly made it possible for the employer to remain at home, and because some of the suldier's strength has been sapped, ali the more reason why he should be given opportunity to regain tt and to restore himself as far as possibie. It is something to be looked for- ward to-this problem of the return ing soldier—something to be reckoned with by you and me and all of us, He bas given up everything to help us, It is up to us to return that effort wherever wo meet it The patriotism upon which tho Itmelight of publicity ts shed is not nearly so worth while as that which J covers such @ case as this, Who ty he who would say to the soldier boy, Yo, I will not take you because you ay not give mo all that I pay you ‘This might be well enough in » time, and where each had equai chance as to strength and effictency. To-day it 1s different, ‘The best man will not be reckoned Ja 60 much mus- cle and brain, maine 4 soldier has a place in the survival of tho fittest in this age. He has gone forth fit to fight so that you and I might survive! lt is our turn to look survival, his to > , WHY HURRY? YHWSPAPER friend of ours A whose duties keep him up late o’ nights entered a downtown restaurant at a late hour Tuesday evening. He glanced at the clock then at the calendar, then the menu, from which he ordered a frugal repast, Then he waited, nervously. ‘At the end of ten minutes he suc+ ceeded in catching his waiter's eye, “Look here, how long am I going to have to wait for that order?” he in- quired, “Oh, I guess {t won't be long, now,” yawned the waiter. “In a hurry? ‘tn a‘hurry? Bay, I ordered a meal without meat because {t is Meatless Day. And if I have to watt five min. utes longer {t will be Wheatless Day, and 1 won't get a darned thing Cleveland Plain Dealer, The Jarr Family By Roy L. McCardell Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening Work!), parade, Maw? An’ will there bo men soldiers dressed like ladies and lady soldiers dressed like *, By this Master Jarr evidently referred to the kilted Highlanders and the women ambulance and munt- tion workers. “You never mind about parades,” replied Mrs. Jarr, “you etand etilland let me wash you. Master Jarr was standing still,, standing still with his face screwed into a seamed expression of uncom- plaining martyrdom and his eyes tight shut. He would have walled heartbreakingly at being cleansed by force, as he usually did, except that he sensed his mother was intending to take him somewhere, “An' will we go to the movies after the p'rade, Maw?" spluttered the boy. He realized that he was not under punishment, for his mother was using “ A RE wo gonna seo tho soldiers j her own scented soap, which smelled good enough to eat, but wasn't, for Master Jarr had a dim memory of b misied in Infancy on this mat- ter, He felt some treat was in store for him, fur if he were being washed as a punishment or because the wash- ing was very necessary, It would have been with commoner, unfragrant and more acrid soap, perhaps even the stinging laundry vartety. Mrs, Jarr made no answer to the repeated inquiry, but proceeded to give the boy @ damp polish with that faccid instrument of the tollette known as a wash rag, something never used voluntarily by male per- sons old or young, except when the male 1s captured at @ very early age and held tightly by the maternal parent, Master Jarr having endured the damp, uncanny tortures of the wash vag, felt sure he would be rewarded ‘n some fitting manner, here's a new Charley Chaplin fillum, Maw!" he said. “Izsy Slavin- sky and Johnny Rangle seen it, 'n they said it’s awful funny, He puts « dog in his pants"— “1 should say 1t was awful without being funny, vul in fact," inter. rupted his mother coldly, “And you can understand right now, Willle, that we are NOT going to the moving pictures.” “Then what didja wash me for, Maw? What didja wash me for? Master Jarr whimpered, feeling all his boyish confidence had been be. trayed. ‘I could’a washed meself!" And he moaned bitterly at the great injustice that bad been done him. “Wash yourself, indeed!" gxeplied s his mother, “All you do is to splash water all over everything except your face. And, oh, dear! Look at your hands! How do you get them #0 chapped? Why didn’t you Wear your gloves all winter?” With the coming of spring Master Jarr had forgot all about the winter, “Aw, I lost my gloves, Maw,"»re- plied the boy. “But aintcha gonna take me to the movies, whatcha washing mo for then?” “Because I am going to take you downtown and get you @ sult of clothes," said his mother, “A soldier suit, Maw?" inquired the boy. “Say, I want a soldier suit, but I don't want a Sam Browne belt on it, Maw. Only little kids and girls wears them Sam Browne belts—ex- cept, of course, regular soldier off- cers. am going to get you something strong and serviceable, something that will last you-df there 1s any- thing of that sort made for boys like you, and I haven't been able to find it yet!" replied his mother, “Oh, de What a trial children are!” Mrs, Magoogin, flat above the Slavinskys, they fest moved in, has twins, Maw," sald Master Jarr, “They ain't as old as our Emma, and they've got red heads and bowlegs and they are always hollering fer mollasses bread and fall- ing down stairs and getting their heads bumpy. Shall I bring ‘em around and let ‘em fall down our stairs? It would be lots of fun, May Your Ideas of humorous appeal were suggested by your favorite screen clown, Who is the man who has @ dog that pants?” "A dog in his pants, Maw," Izzy | Slavinsky says, “and"”— “Never mind explaining further,” interrupted his mother, “What be- tween this dreadful war and coarse moving pictures, the world will be safe for refinerhent well as democracy? Now, comb your hair!" And at these dread words, Master Jarr began howling in anticipation of the tor- tures to com: > World’s Tallest Tree Is 47] Feet High, HE tallest of California's big T troes 1s 325 feet in height, but among the great gum trees of Australia many speciments are more than 400 feet in height, and one which was felled in southeast Australia, Mmeasured 471 feot—the tallest tree qn onlookers. Excavations showed that By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1918, by the Press Publishing Co, (The Now York Evening World.) No, 19.—THE CHEVALIER D’EON, Spy of Mystery. HIS FRENCH GIRL—demure, beautiful and highly, educated—journeyed from her Burgundy home to Rum fia in 1748. Tho damsel was equipped with credem Uals Introducing her as Mile, Geneviove de Beaumont, Genevieve was presented to the Russian Czarina, Elizabeth, and was so fortunate as to attract the st mobarch’s interest. Finding that the girl had an ex+ quisite contralto voice and was a fine elocutionist, the Czarina appointed her official “reader” of the court, For hours every day Genevieve would read aloud to the Empress. When Ministers of State had occasion to break in on tho reading, the young Frenchwoman would withdraw discreetly to a far end of the room and become absorbed in a book, So completely did she efface herself at that the others used to forget her presence, So completely ale sts Sea herself in the book she was reading that it was necessary to speak several Umes to her before she could hear. Therefore, state eecrets and other bits of di then discussed where Genevieve was, lemurely reverential girl that in answer to Genevieve's artles: eries 3 she used to babble to her by the hour about Russian diplomacy, ot Elizabeth also asked Genevieve many questions about France, plomatic conversation were The Czarina too was so fond of and was Grrr t Inst guided in moro than ono point of intermen Clit Goss Ganiats | tonal intrigue by the advice of this quict reader ers, who had Won such influenc of Court. Bmpress’s mind, peiebihe ; Bit by bit Elizabeth was won ov France's side in the matter of certain important treaties, &c, “and ble is bit France Pexun to profit by secret tidings that leaked mysteriously from Before the net of suspicion could close around Genevieve, she to France. Elizabeth was bitterly sorry to have her d a her, But Genevieve promised to send he! take her place, She bespoke the this brother. A few months later the Chevaller d’'Bon arrived tn with letters from his sister Genevieve to the Empress, ite wan a neceaeieay dashing young fellow, witty and magnetic, and a murderously brilliant uellist, By this time Genevieve's spy work was pretty accurately known in Russia, and a sharp watch was kept on er brother. But presently this watchfulness relaxed when it became apparent that he was a mere spends thrift and lazy lbertine whose sole object in life was to have a good time, D'Eon did not go around asking artless questions, as h: his sister, He yawned when politics were talked, Drinking and duelling were the only pursuits which interested him, Nevertheless, Russian secrets began once moro to filter through to France, Also the Czarina became suddenly eager to side with France against Prussia in a war that was brewing. And gradually statesmen grow to looking askance at tho sprightly Chevalier d'Eon. Bee ‘as far more healthful to return to France than to went back lear reader desert rT brother, the Chevalier d’Eon, to Czarina’s friendship and protection for * Russia’s Plans Given Away. rrr fore long he decided it w: dawdle his time away tn Russia. So he went. Then tho truth came out, Demure Genevieve do Beaumont swashbuckling Chevalier d’Eon were not brother and sister, baa They were one and the same person. D'Eon was one of the cleverest spies attached to the French C 1 a Court of Shed ae tracks his genius Russia had been Playing steadily inte rance’s hands during a period of fevered national crisis, A escaped unharmed. Weenies To this day there !s a certain doubt whether d’'Eon was a man or a woman, He (or she) was able to adopt either role with Perfect convinc< ress as the Friendly Patron tackled his roast beef, “From now on I suppose-we'll have a bevy of them here dally." “I presume so,” was his comment, “Oh, well, I don’t mind,” Luctle went on, “Only I wish they would lay off the big fish stuff while I'm in their vicinitude. I'm not no listen- ing post for fish exaggeration. In fact, I don’t care much of anything at all about the skinny tribe. To-day we had one of those fishing bugs tn here, Ho no sooner plumps onto a stool than he elects me a victim to hear hi and wherefores, , he says with @ seagoing 6 who lives in the | grin, ‘I'm on my way to pester the old fish a bit.’ “‘Finet’ I says. ‘But less me and you pester the old chef out in the kitchen a Uttle, Would you mind perseribing your poison ‘go's the wheels of justice can skid along in other directions?” “Oh, you want me to order, eh?’ ‘Not at all,’ I tell him, very much Fifth Avenue in my demanor. — ‘I would merely like to have you visit with me a while, This {s my day in, all L have you shown to the wine lar by the butler? It's right next to the coal bin. Now, where do we 0 from here? “He was rawthab taken by aston- ishment at me being 80 conversable with style etuff, but he finally just 8. Have you lamb chops? he asks, ‘Oh, quite so!’ I tell him, ‘I just tho chef beating some up.’ Why was he beating them up? he asks “It was then I let him have tt with full percussion, I just look superflu- ous and answer: ‘He was licking his | still ingness. The same doubt, by the way, has been cast u Sh XI, the young warrior King of Sweden, ee Lucile the Wai By Bide Dudley Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening Wal), ~~ “ HE fishing nuts are around| would you believe it?—that don’t again,” said Lucile the Wait-| set me. ‘All rignt, he says eolemn- like, ‘I'll take “And when you eat them,’ I says, right way, ‘you will be like a inposer of the piano fortay,’ ho's that?” he asks, ‘Choppin,’ I says. “To tell you the whole truth, T didn't know that Choppin was a composer until one day J read his name on a pleco of music T found in the can back of our apartment. ‘The still looks Ike a blank es 4 “Now, last year when I was off the banks of Cuba,’ eid, peed a pa that was eo big it lerked me into the water, iny head hit a rock Pet il “Knocked out all your brains,’ Interspersed, supplying the interra a Hen with a little platonic silence and me chops,’ he says. T tell him. “Well, sir, he si ays I'm quite and tow me if I ever fish’ +. “I'd like to,’ I says, ‘onl; yet been able to oventaentan angles worm, As for grassho too spry for me, Det boy, how heedoes laugh! Uke his joy department has we ist been woke t happy, POR he ee “You're goin up with laught “Speaking of < & to make me double ,’ he says, doubling up,’ chops got through with you he says, returnin original’ subject, ‘you say you never do any fishin, I tell him. “Not me who leave tips voluntary accord,’ * Well, sir, he went out soon after hat and resume he wended his way waterwards to be an Watson, the angilst." ene ae “T ‘Gentlemen do tt of their owa 1 he leave you a tl I dly Patron, » HP ened tag 8, yes.” replied Taicile. “T found e@ under his plate, Y fon meee iis plate, but I haven't the test Idea what made him chops." cup “ Riddle of the § beggar, who gained a fortune by ‘a century ago there lived in Naples a the! Monastery of San Vito a plain, un- T wonder 1f/ :ottered marblo shaft surmounted by Jet_ mo} witi it was provided that these words | | | street about the shaft | “Well, you know and I know that was a pretty nifty bit of follity, but (RANGER than fiction is the story of Annibale Tosci, once a solving the riddle which for fifty years had puzzled all of Italy, About wealthy but eccentric Frénchman, who erected in a busy street near the a bust of himself. He died, and in his should be inscribed upon the monu- ment: “On the Ist of May each year I have a head of gold.” Intense curiosity was aroused, and when May Day camo around the as thronged Some of the superstitious watched until dusk, believing that a miracle would come to pass and tho head be changed to gold, Nothing happened, but for fifty years each Ist of May found the street filled with curtous record, says Popular Science Monthly, nothing was concealed beneath the Gum trees grow very rapidly, foundation, and testa proved that the ! Head of Gold” Monument Finally was marble throughout, it was agreed that the tne scription was a bit of sardonic humor, and only a few made tho : 2 an 4 grimage. sibs Then Annibale Ro. beggar, found the so! ol the ragged on of the mys. tote and became famous in a day, He had Observed that a tong sha at a tong shado: cast by the pees monument, and armed with a pick he went at sunrise on the next May Day to the famous atroet, Carefully marking ‘he spot where the shadow of the head fell, he began to dig, Only a foot beneath the surfacg he found a rotting bag filled with gold, Statements vary as to its amount, but it 1s known to have been a lar, . sum, and Tosci was permitted to ke, > the greater part of it. Casting a: his shiftless habits, he becume an {i dustrious and wealthy farmer ana landlord, When he died, severat years ago, a large estate was divided among his heirs, ‘The shaft has been removed, for the inscription is longer true, ~