The evening world. Newspaper, June 10, 1918, Page 10

MONDAY, JUNE 10, 1918 Real Life Love Romance sOf “the Forgotten Astor” aes Death of Henry Astor Closes Last Chapter in Story | of Rich Society Man Who Married Daughter of His Father’s Gardener, Was Spurned by His Family, Lived Life of Seclusion From His Old Friends, but Found Real Happiness With the Woman of His Choice. fs By Robert Welles Ritchie ~ JE was called “the forgotten Astor”—this Henry Astor, last of a past generation of his line, who died last Friday, full of years, on his estate next West Copake, Columbia County, N. Y. wenn en This appellative would seem to carry with it a tincture of sympathy, ‘ i awit to be an Astor of the Astors and to be forgotten wore a conjunction ae ae #4 of circumstances spelling heavy . 2 trag_dy. The world learned at his passing that there had been an As- tor who had been cast off by tho rest of his family long years ago and had struggled through a life of many years without once getting his namo in America’s Almanach de Gotha of the aristocracy ‘of wealth. The world learned this and shook {ts head tn surface sympathy. “Poor old fellow,” quoth the world’s wife. “He an Astor and buried up there tn the country all | his life, with nobody ever to hear about him.” Only Henry Astor could have known whether he, the man whom | his kin discarded because he “mar- ried beneath him” many, many years | ago, was the happier because he elect- | ed to ‘live in Arcadian almplictty | close to the racy soll and in the | simple democracy of a rural neigh 999094000000%06460600660® porhood rather than be bound by tho ebAckles wealth had forged about the necks of his brethren, | What philosopher would be rll Rae ie @rbugh to say that when Henry Astor exchanged the starched formalism of| Astor interests father nor brothors ating and matrimonial conventions | Could uproot, — Willlam B. Astor, tn fmessured by the dollar mark for tue| 1884, had set aside a fund tn trust for | | Bed¥ love of a woman and life in a| 8 son Henry which he himoelf couid Breen country, where holly blooms| Not tfw destroy. This fund drew its freshly and the smell of growing corn | Tevenuen from certain parcels of real the mornings, he became the|*State In New York—119 all told-—| ewer? Bettor a palace in the Riviera |®Mong them the solid block bounded @nd an opera box in the Metrupull-| PY Broadway, Eighth Avenue, 46th | fan's “diamond horseshoe” or to by | Ad 46th Streets, | called “Henry” by the blacksmith and| The increment from thia trust fund thd cider mill man and to go down the | *™Mounted—so It was estimated « fow ebort hill toward the sunset with a[ Years ABO-to womething Ike $6,000 | wife's hand clasped ina husband'ar |@ Week. Henry Astor, disinherited, | { Consider the career of this man who,| ¥&® till a very wealthy man. | ead at eighty-seven, Is revealed aa} The outcast won went to West Co- | ©ne who preferred to make hie own|P&k® Which ts in the Berkabires very | Bite and not be the slave of wealth to] Near the New York-Connecticut-Mas- Which he was born sachusetts lines, and four miles from He was the sixth child of William|th@ Village he chose for himself cer- OSE PEE RSE PERS S REE Ee He eee tees. But there was one anchor to thy i’ B. Astor, himself son of that John, ‘#!M fruitful acres, There he started f i‘ f Bacob Astor, German fur trapper, who | ‘° build « house founded the line, He was born to an| }t Wa" 4 very big house—broad and aigered & monstrous fortune in thoes | Were heat could not penetrate in sum- days. His early life wan very like tho |": Nelshbors came in to help tim lives of his brothers, John Jacob va PUlld It-actually to participate with #04 William. He received a bread '* six-foot, broad shouldered man eucation, became familiar witb with the flaming red beard in the | Faye and was duly initiated into his| "Or of construction. The neighbors Inferitance of at least $25,000,000—-r- POY and filled with dim recesyes | i Plhce in New York society, where the | thought Henry Astor was a pauper, | Adtors already held sway ‘through | bUt they knew already he had a great Gibir great wealth, | Weart and they turned in with a wili Mid-Victorian drawing rooms and | ¢ help him (ile ball rooms of London and New; When the Big House, as West York did not carry a strong appeal fur| COPAaKe still calls this relic of the ,yeung Henry. He had an analytioal| French Mansard achool of archicec- | mind, and this instrument was prone) tre, wus completed Henry Aaior | to dissect and scrutinize the sham and | Moved In with his bride and began the | the pretense that was bullded on a! Comfortable lite of a country gentle. | pedestal of wealth alone. His father| man. Neighbors began to wonder tf] 4 brothers noted a growing cyni- | Henry really were “dead broke” after cigm on Henry's part—a proneness to! ll. Henry smiled deep in his beara take the life to which he was born| and said not a word, With a twisted smile on his lips. | Ilappiness seemed to be his, He Bcheming mammas tried to throw | Was a great fancier of horse flesh aid the rope oyer the head of this fractious | he bought a span of racing trotter. young colt and insure q brilliant mar-| The countryside became accustomed riage for their darlings. Henry Astor| to the sight of Henry-so he wa4 bd Penetrated every artifice and dodged | called by everyone--leaning over tho | N every trap. He was painfully con-| spider shafts of his sulky and tooling @dlous that there could be no flash-! his fer bt me ard stiead @Rd-blood love match for him amony | tike a comet's tail over hin shouldare | simpering debutantes in hoop! Ho built a trotting course on his skirts jown farm and invited owners ct| Twice he broke away from this! apcedy horacn to come and raca| Matrimonial branding pen and took | against his blacks. At every county | ttlp around the world. But each tim | 94), Henry Astor was there with eo. When he returned he discovered that | jtries, and many @ purse did he aang] hfe inheritance had dled ap oblgA-|.. for the local pony fanc tien upon him; it was to marry some | aay eee y | plunge on girl considered “fit” to assume tho | * i Astor crown and perpetuate a line of | _In short, his was the Ife of the igheritors. | English country squire, racy of the His father's estate at Red Hook, | *°! N. Y., interested the insurgent; he | !tself. » not quite complete in ent there to take up his residence as| 't*elf; for the woman he had married Manager. And there he met and came | *!Ways played @ leading part in that t@ love Malvina Dinehart, the rosy |!ife. Hetween the millionaire who| full rounded and complete in eheeked daughter of his father's head| had been a crown prince of Amer- | gardener. ‘an money royalty and the country | Of simple peasant stock was Mal- | sit! there remained until the day last vina Dinehart—astrong of body, simple Week when Henry Astor died an abid- 4@ mind and with the primitive im-|!ng affection, d than any other lee to give all her love to a mato | roots of the fe thout saying “by your leave” toany| He had & two ecce cities, of @ his family, Henry Astor married|which Columbia County folk are te girl talking to-day, For years he would | His father, in a great fury, cut him| not read a newspaper, lest he should | @8—disowned him in a violent sceno| see the name of Astor blazoned in its Which Henry Astor never fo’ His|hoadlines and have recalled to him | fnothers followed the paternal lead|the buried past. ‘and forgot that Henry ever had ex-| He had a mania for collecting s: | tuted. In a day this prince of an|ver half dollars, It is said the ga American line of fortune kings found|ret in the Big House is stacked wit Bameel¢ without « crown, boxes and barrels of them, A MONDAY, JUNE i0, 1915 What a Battle Looks Like Viewed From an Airplane; Ry such @ § bumming law. It’s gottir best considerers. one behind eac our fathers, He was a Mexican Tamale Indian who was Visiling his East: FARMERS AT $2.00 A DAY. Bannaro COLLRCEGIRLS AT Brorome WILLS FARM. WHERE THEY ReEcEive $2. PER DAY.4150 PAYS Came CHARGES, THER MOCTURR ASGOVE = ON THE GRAMS STAIRWAY TO TH SECOND FLOOR. - Loaferettes New York and New Jersey Anti-Bumming Laws Unfair Because Aimed at Baritone Hoboes Exclusively, Providing No Penalties for Soprano Idlers— Rolling Cigarettes Will Help Win ‘War as Much as Powdering Noses—If Loafer Who Plays Two Pairs Against Three Kings Is a Bum, So Is the Frail Who Bids a Bridge Whist Hand Wrong—Girls Have the Vote, Why Not the Work? BY ARTHUR (¢ UGS”) BAER, ht, 1918 The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) ern wife, He saw u chance to pick up some easy velvet, and not only since William ‘Tell mitted his bow and arrow and shot all the huckleberries out of a pie wiihout disturbing the crust has and the subway pickpocket privileges ylish furore been established, Everybody is getting Which flattens that old myth and removes a stain from the falr 4 Outlived World’s Memory Barnard Girls Helping Uncle Sam as ‘‘Farmerettes’’, Picture of Dante's “Inferno | THEY DON OVERALLS AT THEIR CAMP IN BEDFORD HILLS, N. ¥., AND WORK FOR NEIGHBORING Vivid Bird-Man’s Eye View of Great Verdun Fight Described | in Book Written by James R. McConnell, Lafayette a Escadrille Pilot, Who Was Killed in Air Fight ! Against Two German Warplanes. By Marguerite Mooers Marshall D ANTE'S HELL—that, in two words, is a battlefield of the Great ‘war as secn from above by those who fly, like the ancient Valkyrs, above the slain. One who himself no longer speaks froth the living= James R. McConnell, volunteer Sergeant-Pilot of the Larayette Escadrille —has given a memorable description of the great struggle at Verdun as “Flying for France.” * | The book is brief, but it should be read for two { | reasons its vision of Verdun from a sea of clouds and Its finely intimate plotures of Kiffin Rockwell, V tor Chapman, Raoul Lufbery, Norman Prince and tik others of the aplendid band of American adventurers | Who were our vanguard in the world struggle for Lib- erty and democracy. Sergt. McConnell himself was of |this band, and, like nearly every other member, he rj | bas made tho ultimate sacrifice. He longed to lead a | Sy” tee | United States Army aero corps in the western theatre | of war, but he was killed in an unequal struggle against two German aero : | planes Just before our formal opening of hostilities. He was over there | | before the Allies had been fighting six months, going from Carthage, N. C., to drive an American ambulance in the Vosges and win the Croix de Guerre. Even at that post, according to his own naive admission, he felt like an “embusque,” a shirker, and he was one of the first Americans to | enter the French flying service, where he fought loyally and successfully : | until his death tn battle. He saw his first active service in @ fighting Nieuport at Verdun, where! “Sometimes it falls to our lot te he flew daily, when the weather per-| guard these machines from Germans mitted, “Immediately east and north| eager to ewoop down on their backs of Verdun there Hes a broad, brown | Salling about high above a busy flock watched from his fighting aeroplane, in his personal story of the wary: ; |"From the Woevre plain it runs we! band,” he writes tn Flying for France. ward to the ‘S' bend in the Meuse, of them makes one feel like an eld mother hen protecting her chicks, | “We fly so high that ground detafis sold Manhattan for twenty-seven seeds but also tossed {n the moon |trenches Ike gliding gulls, At a|only way to do ing, ‘The people wf that district com-ob mine"—Case and Comment, } |and on the left bank of that famous|are lacking. Where the battle has stream continues on into the Ar-| raged there is a broad, browned band. |gonne forest. Peaceful flelds and|Trees, houses and even roads have |farms and villages adorned that| been blasted completely away. The landscape a few months ago—when | shell holes are so numerous that they there was no Battle of Verdun. | blend Into one another and cannot be Now there is only that sinister | separately seen, | brown belt, a strip of murdered na-| “It looks if shells fell by the | ture, It seems to belong to another| thousand world. Every sign of humanity has| spurts of smoke at nearly every foot been swept aw The woods and|of the brown areas, and a thick pall of roads have vanished like chalk wiped| mist covers it all. There are but from a blackboard; of the villages| holes where the trenches ran, and |nothing remains but gray smears|when one thinks of the poor devile i | where stone walls have tumbled to-| crouching in their inadequate shelters gether. The great forts of Douau-| under such a hurricane of flying metal } | mont and Vaux, are outlined faintly, | \t increases one's respect for the stay- j |like the tracings of » finger In wet|!ng powers of modern man. It's terri- } |sand. One cannot distinguish any | ble to watch, and I feel ead every time one shell crater, as one can en the|I look down. pockmarked flelds on either side, On| “We traverse the brown band and the brown band the indentations are|enter enemy territory to the accom- | #0 closely interlocked that they blend|pantment of an antl-alroratt oam- into a confused mass of troubled |nonade,” Sergt. McConnell continues. earth, Of the trenches only broken, | “Most of the shots are wild, however, half obliterated links are visible, and we pay little attention to them. {| "Columns of muddy smoke spurt up| When the shrapnel comes uncom- continually as high explosives tear|fortably close, one shifts position deeper into this ulcered area, During] Slightly to evade the range. The only heavy bombardment and attacks 1I| Shooting we hear is the tut-tut-tut have geen shells falling like rain, Tho|0f our own or enemy plane machine | countless towers of smoke remind one | guns when fighting is at close quar- ‘ of Gustave Dore's picture of the flery| ters. The Germans shoot explosive tombs of the arch-heretics in Dante’s| bullets from theirs, very second. There are “4 | nell! A smoky pall covers the sector| “Principally our work consista of —.|under fire, rising so high that at aj Keeping German airmen away from |neight of 1,000 feet one is enveloped| our lines, and in attacking them when in {ts mist-lke fumes, Now and then| opportunity offers, One glances up monster projectiles hurtling through|to see if there is another machine the air close by leave one's plane rock-| higher than one's own. Low and far ing violently in their wake, Airplanes| within the German lines are several have been cut In two by them. enemy planes, a dull white in appear. “For us the battle passes in silence, | ance, resembling sand files against the notse of one’s motor deadening all| the mottled earth. High above them other sounds. In the green patchss| one glimpses the mosquito-like forms behind the brown belt myriads of tiny | of two Fokkers. We approach the | hashes tell where the guns are hidden; | enemy machines ahead, only to find |and those flashes, and the smoke of|them slanting at a rapid rate inte bursting shells, are all we see of the|their own country, |Aghting. It is a weird combination| ‘The boches keep well within thelr of stillness and havoc, the Verdun lines, save occasionally,” Sergt, Mee confilet viewed from the sky. |Conneli significantly records, at the far below us, the observation and) end of his book, “and we have te finding planes circle over the|go over and fizht them there, ‘The is to sneak up on re is a large num. erman airmen, I de ble altitude they follow the attack-| them, ‘Thoug’ g Infantrymen and flash back wire-| ber of expert | Billkelm {a aim his Zepps and his Zubbs at New aan tan real estate agent } vo bir less reports of the not belie ‘ie average ‘Teuton m ts almlag bi bad : ‘ name of Maniatuan r als tate agents, Nothing ike Killing two birds through them can communication be| makes us good a filer asa Prease Of course a Zepp won't annoy anybody who has ever been with one e and starting two Fords with one crank stained’ whan) under‘ibe becrier|tani Englishman or Ampictce kicked by a Jersey mosquito, And we have so many things in our Bu ¢ back to the old work stuff, why don’t the law knitters | eee ine tront lines are & for France” 1s published drinking water now that a few Zubbs won't make much difference. pick on the ladies o in a while? All these work laws are aimed ut y Doubleday, Page & Co That isn't what everybody is getting cooked up over. It's this antl the men, Where there are loafers there aro loaferettes. $k aor ae SE eNO oe so that a gent who makes his living by If the millfonaire who bruises ceilings with champagne corks is a “K ‘qr M ] S dj f r N the sweat of some other gent’s brow is considered a loafer by our loafer, so is Mrs, Millionaire. If the guy who gets bald from wearing | al aclean, Soldier oO ortune, Ow silk hats ts a bum, so is the frat] who thinks that fox trotting will make | B li d D Al When New York and New Jersey crocheted that work law they the world and Sullivan County safe for democracy. If the lad who | elleve ea swung one from their hip pockets that landed right on berzer of wears a seven-belted coat is a drone, so ts the lady who does all her HZ career of one of the greatest | pressed by Maclean and offered im every baritone hobo in the tournament. From now on the motto of shopping at Jazzenwebber's, You might as well separate the sheep | modern soldiers of fortune, Hie. nosition of Instructor of his army New York and fringes is E Pluribus Workus. You're considered @ from the goats, even !f you don't care for mutton, If the baritone “Kald" Maclean, draws to a wilt te Seni ae lonel in the Sule blooming dilletante unless you have a sledgehammer in cach hand, who stakes two small patr against three kinks {8 a bum, so fs the j/end under a cloud, a4 my yoann ‘ has ve ee : n that time en, ar and four more coming in the next parcel post soprano person who bids a bridge whist hand wrong. | have ended in his ae nt ba Be Bhi SAG sek HUN Seats after, Kala" Work is no new melody to the most of us. The reason why we So far as that work law 4s concerned, there shouldn't be any bomb- eaventurer nee the sett eS OE Terk vent in Moroccan F 4 a Morocco, and late object of keen} “ are wearing Our noses very close to the grindstone ain't because we proof shelters for anybody. Rolling cigarettes will help as much to rsp throughout the world when! He guickly arose to be : nigkeaen are nearsighted, Work is about the only thing we ever inherit from win the war as powdering noses, he was held for ransom by the bandit]iM-Ohlef of the army, and for vale So that new law won't affect us any more th Tho girls have the vote, why not the work? Ralsull, afterward made his home in| Wiellod an influence sevo: only to affects a mallard’s shoulderblades. You can't crowd two horses {nto The feminine of loafer ts loaferette, ‘austria, Th he looked on injth Sult lose, An “in collar, We have been working ever elnce smooth | -————- - = —_—-— silence when Great Britain, his native ruled with a pod of a rough conselence bought Ma n fr poor Indian. RASMUS NOT ASHAMED OF HIS] plainea, and they had a perfect right |lind, Broan in lved in war with}! densi tee ) fanati- The price was twenty-seven iron men, History s the Injun IGION t The Judge fro us, | the Dual Monarchy, [eal 6 & Moste When If that 4s true, that Injun was the fir state agent REAL ies sen who didn't seem to be rly wor- story of the adventures of the| Mulat di the read pve ne Iso the lus | ‘Tho woolly-headed Uncle Rasmus was | reg 1," whose name otherwise ix Sir| Tle ough Mulat's who was aver moma And fe lust aye ie Jaccused of disturbing the peace, Om "What do you mean by such unbe- Harry Aubrey de Macle K. C, M,/60n Was the nominal head of the gov. was rue nile scalp his front lawn with @. bor. er Mort Rudolph explain a8 fol-l coming conduct?” hin H more like fiction than fact, In 1001 the “Kaid" wag lawn mower a fourth« tmaster in Jazzbo County | tows; > ! Jedge,” response. fhe Is still living, is sev. |*nehted and decorated for nis pei stubbed his form-fitting shoes against a granite slab, On this slab | ‘Your Honor, this man wah running sical Ave You & Meld ee Te Ae Nn TA ANS Britten ¢ wernment In 1 1 h | n ne tiver ad, ’ » tke that? ave relig on § y \J A, As Captured b was some Injun goeslp In business college shorthand which gummod | up and Hees ‘ Ker pening 8 Pashy gat ve at Fete nt the British army, and while on duty|bandit Ralsull and held a orikonan whole yarn. It seems that the Indian sold Manhattan for twenty- ae ps PARTAUA, | OY , Party braltar visited Malta, where ho|SUferlng cruel treatment for seven Y* This voice, and otherwise r and tell everybo Dat's months, He was 1 3 seven ducats all right. But the rasi didn’t own it in the first | miscniet, at half-past ono tn rns | des de diffunce Jedge. 1 aln'tershamed met the then Sultan of Morocco, Mu-| most dead of stary when al- lai-el-Hassan, Mula was muob jm- ment of @ ransoin of f1oompo’® PAF of