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‘ ' i SL A A ce | Sa NS RS | | | EDITORIAL PAG Saturday, PH PULITZER. Publishing Company, Nos. 53 to New York. nt, 63 Park Row, 63 Park Row. tary, 63 lark Row. Published Daily Except Su RALPH PUL J. ANGUS MEMDER OF THB ASSOCIATED PRESS | ely entitied to the pee for republication of att Aewoatchee f and aley the local news published * +++-NO, 20,794 | lated eretilot wot er ne “VOLUM K HAVE ITS HOUSE IN ORDER. | HE PRESIDENT appeals to the country to make an end of | lynchings and like manifestations of mob lawlessness which furnish Germany with material for calumny against the United States which “the most giftdéd German liars cannot improve upon.” | The appeal, to a people who are at this moment the militant) champions of law and justice, is timely. As the President says: } “How shall we commend democracy to the acceptance of other peoples if we disgrace our own by proving that it Is, after all, no protection to the weak?” There were thirty-two lynchings in the United States last year, exclusive of the forty or more negroes put to death by mobs during the riots at East St. Louis, Lynchings in 1916 totalled fifty-five.! The year before that there w The total number of lynchings in the United States from 1885 to Dec. 31, 1915, was 3,638.) There has been improvement in the record, but there should be, no such record. Not even diminishing figures should have to be entered avainst this form of lawlessness year after year im the Nation’s annals. The United States is now fighting the greatest fight in all history for liberty, order and justice. When the victory is won there will be no stronger force to assure genuine freedom, self-determination and security to the peoples of ethe world than the farce which comes from the example, the success and the assertive and protective power of American democracy. Let that democracy have its house in order. —— seventy-cight. U. S. Army Losses Abroad Lowest Headline. That applies to actions earlier than the present battle. But even then it certainly wasn't because Americans fought from the,side lines. They have shown themselves fit for front places from the first. | +——_—___—_ GREED AT ITS WORST. HIS WEEK has brought ugly disclosures of graft and profit- eering in the furnishing of army equipment and supplies. { Nearly a score of arrests were made in the army raincoat scandal, in which it was revealed that raincoats wretchedly below) specifications had been manufactured and passed by inspectors for the use of the Nation’s soldiers. The raincoat inquiry uncovered further trails of fraud and profit-) eering in supplying shoes, leggings, shirts, overcoats and other army equipment, while evidence of the constant activity of contingent foe agents was such as to point to losses aggregating more than! $100,000,090 from this pernicious graft. Then came the arrest in this city of twenty butchers, drivers and Government checkers charged with stealing beef from the army and reselling it to the navy. The practice, as described by the Government, in this latter case was ingenious enough: Truck drivers are said to have obtained | receipts for less beef than they actually took to haul from railroa} to} refrigerator. En route part of this beef consigned to the army is alleged to have been transferred to other trucks, when it passed into, the hands of butchers under contract to furnish meat to the Brook!yn| Navy Yard, who were thus able to underbid competitors and benefit | hugely by the steal. When it is realized that on some days 1,000,000 pounds of Gov- ernment beef arrive in New York to be hauled to the refrigerators, it | can be seen that the total loss from such thefts during a period of | months may have been formidable.. It is unfortunate that some of the energy and skill exerted to cheat the Government and make profits at the expense of the Nation’ fighters cannot, be summarily commandeered and forced to work for} both. Against these dastardly contract thieves no nation or its soldiers can ever be wholly secure, The War Department is immediately to extend the system of it purchasing bureaus so that a board of review will pass upon eve contract involving an expenditure of more than $5,000, and a vigorous’ effort will be made to eliminate sales agents and brokers by dealing directly with contractors. Meanwhile the punishment of every scoundrel convicted of hav ing schemed to make money out of fraud certain to endanger the health, comfort and safety of men fighting at the front should be exemplary. J « If purveyors of paper shoes and shoddy raincoats got what they deserved their careers would end suddenly against a blank wall, at a quick word of command from an officer of the army which was to! bear the consequences of their cowardly greed and villainy, | in All History.— ——_ ++ -_—__- There is one newly organized club in the United States to which George Sylvester Viereck is surely eligible, Why the , delay in making him a member? Letters From the People jan't Get Hin M, Here at Home, 4 Plea for Copyright, 191K, by The Prew Publishing Co, (The Now York Evening World.) MOTHER who has a daughter|win the war, About a year ago her “over there” writes as follows: |son underwent a serious operation | of the nurse. duly 27, If. The Bret iatiching 0, New York Evening World), Service Stars for Women By Sophie Irene Loeb | “I would ask you on behalf of all mothers who have daugh- ters over there doing their bit as faithfully in caring for the wounded anden during as many hardships and at times encounter- which incapacitated him. for soldier duty, This was a sad blow to the| mother. When her daughter expressed her willingness and desire to go to th other side in a Red Cross unit the} mother sent her off with her blessing and a godspeed. | Who is more entitled to wear the service flag than this mother, who , has willingly given the only one of 2 ing as many per- | her family who could go, even though Comin memnuds ils as the boys,;she was of’ the so-called “weaker | if we are not entitled to show ser-| sex"? The daughter had never done vice stars? Some of us have not/any physical work of any conse- boys to send, but feel we have as!quence. She had been reared in a good a right to wear a service pin as | girls’ school aud had studied the fine the mother with a boy over there. | arts, &e, Can't there be a service pin for| But when the call came she went nurses? Let it be an international | willingly to work with head, hand and pin, Indicating America, England and | heart, The other day [ saw a letter France Of course, dear mother, no one has a better right to wear a service p than you. Woman's work in the war | is just as important as man’s. would be a very terrible war indecd without women, Every mother who has a daughter doing war work over there has a perfect right to put a flag in her window and wear a pin, As far as T can see, there is no hard and fast rule as to service stars, They rep- resent the wish to win the war, and 1 know af no greater service than that | | from this girl to her mother in refer- enc to her work, She is up in the ly dawn and goes to bed late at night, serving soldiers by washing! It armnneaed Coorrigit 1918. by ‘The Pres Publishin’ Oo, ‘Tie New York Evening Wore) as a sweet lit- OBBIE MOUSE B tle fellow who lived peacefully in @ quiet coal bin, (I have selected Bobbie for my first story, children, because I know ..ow eager you all are to hear about little mice. And no wonder! Little mice are such velvety, cunning things that itis only natural that yeu should like to hear about them, Dear me! Ma many times I have thought of th tle gray rascals that to ac ‘There are Many other ways in which daughters. of women are working “over there’--in Red Cros con- valescing hospitals, canteens, &c,, do- ing their share in keeping the men at the front, It is their power and their used To the Halitor of The Evening World 1 the energy that make the wheels of war| about in mother’s pantry when I was te Baer of Th Basing World: he he Bvening World | move at present apeed, Without them|a wee flaxen-haired tough, How I js it not tim for something to be| Can y enlighten me on the order e re thi Id all ci P bock done about the miserable postal ser-| about four lightless window nights? | much indeed would be retarded, wish they would all scamper b vice Bere as well is in France? One| VY “pick on" windows—the most| 1 know @ mother who has a son and | into my life, children; I really do.) Spe es important part of @ retailer's estab-|daughter. She is @ most patriotic| One day Bobbie left his home in never knows whether one’s ina!l is) lishment, and therefore hut busl-| mother and has given all her time|the modest coal bin and started for going to arrive or not, A letter and| ness, when by putting us all on are et ae Reevane wake Siniseh cok cn tihnd half’ ration throughout our entire @Md energy In various ways to help|a stroll to tho stable of Hon. J raid : York City, to 2t#blishinents for’ the duration of | == *.| Winkleman Hoppington, a brother of MyroMfcs at 66th Street, and rien, ee Conservation of coal) AMERICA'S FIRST LIBRARY. | Lady Pinklespeare of Pillbox Castle have ever been heard of nor returned) 18-—The window lights do not rep. |PPVES first brary in America was | Woostershire-on-the-Thames, to the sender, A package was sent to|feuent 60 per cente of power. Used opened at Harvard College 280| (1 thought it good to mention Lady tne trom: Beaton on duly’ 1a, aiuich | PY there affected: therefore by put: years ago. For over sixty years |Pinklespeare here, children, bec reached me on the 22d, Another wan| Would be greater than ty. the peuvine | the Harvard collection of books waa|it lends class to the Hoppington tent from 224 Street, Now York, on | order, and. in addition: wauld Seung | the only one of importance on the|stable. Her Ladyship was formerly ' . ess inconvenience, 2d—The Various | continent, but in 1700 a public library | Miss Mccley Hoppington, but her be ced 1 | > | Jely 18 and is being traced. All the| power houscs could adjust themaelves | was founded, and in 1731 Benjamin | rather made a lot of money ina above were sent first-class postage. A| butter to a uniform power for the| Franklin started a — subscription letter from the Board of ducation! ent week and possibly discontinue | written on July 19 reached me in the | {ht "80 Of some of their dynamoa Bronx on the 23d inst. in a torn open A Ore BEE ie | where they now will have to readjust | and mutilated condition. These are a} th) aHrnley few instances, 1 ain expecting otliers| a. considera waste of’ coat and | ang time. HB. | labor, HL fake mining scheme library in Philadelphia, the first of and, of course, its kind in America, ‘The Library of |she married a title, She was really the United States, now called the | titled to the honor, Oh, children, I Library of Cong in 1800, The first Ubrary fear Lam hevomnlna Jokeful with you.) corded in history was founded in| When Bobble Mouso reached the Athens in the year 540 B. C. , ‘have | menial her |how her soft white hands be jand rough with the work she had to ishes and catering to thelr needs— doing the work that formerly might seemed drudgery her, but which she now assumes as a willing | duty, She deems it a privilege to be a part of it all, no matter how seemingly part may be. After all, it is the sacrifice that one makes in |doing the things which are the hard- est to do that Some day, ye 1 great-gr punts, rs hence, this girl as at grandmother, and many like her, will be telling their little grandchildren how they served the boys in the trenches, how they serubbed and washed and cleaned and bound up the wounds and made life sier and better, that the men might arry on.” 1 can see this girl tell these children ame red Stories nificant looking history. WCities, er oa by Bendel. The dapper circles. By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) NO, 44—LIEUT. BENDEL: Napoleon’s Austrian Spy. E was an Austrian Lieutenant, this slender and insig- His name was Bendel. aide on the staff of the Austrian General, Kienmayer. An earlier article of this series has told how the Alsatian spy, Schulmeister, outwitted the Austrian Commander, Mack, into keeping his army of 90,000 men inactive until Napoleon could surround and capture it. In that feat Schulmeister was helped, at every turn, of Spies little spy, who privately made so much He was a trusted * little aide-de-camp was in a positior to get wind of whatever was planned in Austrian Army And always he managed to send word of it to Napoleon. That he was betraying his country to France does not seem to have bothered Lieut. Bendel in the least. The pay was good, though the risk was terrible. Austria and Russia combined against France, and a bloody campaign began—the campaign whose climax Was to be the map-changing battle of Austerlitz, Napoleon's greatest victory. . Rendel was busy in sending Napoleon word of Kienmayer's movements, and in Kienmayer’s camp he was presently joined by a certain blue-eyed and stupid faced Alsatian, Charles Louis Schulmeister, Napoleon's chief spy. Schulmeister was there on business for his imperial master, His first request of Bendel was that the latter procure for him the gorgeous uniform do. But I can also see the smile ot exaltation that comes to her as she looks back © the years, Yes, mother, pin your stars where you Ay » them every minute, When asked for whom, your answer may proudly be “My girl is over nnn }sey Seeks Uniform j of an Officer. eeu ratanih aaa range any tion. tative of Gen. Kienmayer. firm the arch spy’s story. limited information for his master. “I warn Non's mouth.” pose that he had come to Vienna. ing army.” ’ Schulmeister and Rendel had a plan of his enemies and enabled him being a French spy. The } Is Caught. ———e—e—eeeerern nwhile—thanks to for the onslaught of the allied Russia at Austerlitzbearly in December, 1805 Both hostile nations were now at Napoleon, me of time. out, remarking airily: Gentlemen, Fhe Jarr Family By you-call-"ems,” replied the lady from “put I know Arcadia—it's 1918 by The Prew Publishing Co. (The New York Byening Worl ls RS. JARR had summer evening callers ere her vacational 2¢° | ior ‘Town. Arcadia’a the place where pariuee, Thay Mea'in time | they whitecapped an Hyetalian ped- eee heater eH An. | dler for selling plaster figgers with- tdi a bpedtageisy poet Mrs, [Out a atitch on ‘em. The moral ele- spay cs Diggs Au ment riz right up and tarred and Kddeanaat Sbapre dn emieyge igh ia feathered the Hyetalian and rode him Hed the ttle old lady from In-| 014 of town on a rail! Then they ana. 5 H , rs 4 stole Judge Wisekettle's chickens. coher Geers pleases GoBit ae Why. | ‘erwo of them statchers of figgers i eneen) ae eee ee ee without any close on ‘em is in the bar glad to ; > Mrs, Jarr as Mrs, Grajgh-Dinkston rose and remarked they ‘really MUSt imomnerance Society would have raid- Beer ned to earth wilt rise(0? the place @ dosen times and Fab) Scene earth mil rise [smashed everything in it, only, as sain some tine and somewhere: DUt! gister Trotman rightly sald, ‘How a oidirs Ponaeh ner visitors | °OU4 any refined vitae ok {hem nme things in the face and no should depart that she could have baat ‘ went when Mrs, Gratch sat down) ists of Phyrne and Venus, per- i ‘ ? a Dinkston, “Of We were discussing tho modern| chance?” said Mr. Dinksion. “Of a Jas dances,” remarked Mr Dink. |verity. your Arcadians were icono- ston, addressing himself to old Mrs, |°!st!” ; ™ Dusenberry. “Let us hear of Terp-| “No hard names, Mister!" retorted stchore in Areadia.” cla Mrs, Dusenberry, ‘The plain peo- “I don't know any terps—what-|ple is the moral backbone and sinew Indiana, \ why, | Skeeter, Willie raiged a bump on the. |head of EF: | And he | Willie alid off t stable be saw Hod Pickens, the groom, | himself. Stumtar Time ‘Talks {asleep in a box stall and on bis nose sat Little Willie Skeeter, very happy. (I think, ehildren, I'd better inter- rupt the story at this point to say a word about Willie, His parents were both dead and he was compelled to shift for himself, "Twas quite sad, and yet Willie didn’t seem to mind it. the funeral of old Pick catcher. that?) As Willie Skeeter sat on Hod Pick~ 8 nose he hummed a little soug. Bobbie Mouse was amazed, (You probably didn't know a mouse could be Well, he can, When he is in that condition he usually sits ght up on his haunches and squeaks "Gohunkus, — gohuakus' means every word he says.) Bobbie gave look at Willie. johunkus, g he squeaked, Now what do you think of ens amazed. one hunkus » nose, he growled. (Children, it is always repre- hensible for a person to exclaim when he sees a friend doing the best he can to have a good time, Don't ever do it, It has caused many an unnecessary tear, ‘The whole civil- ized world knows this.) Bobbie Mouse was ashamed of He turned to the right and “Don't do that! ra Tarbox, the town dog) blocks knocked off.) Township never had a prisoner that was a resident of the community, Only strangers getting ketched at of the country. The jail of Taylor By Bide Dudley something got put in jail, Not that then to the left, but tt afforded htm |r, .ior Township folks didn't sue no relief, He was even ashameder} 1 other, but everybody knowed if than at first. anybody got anybody arrested and wot ‘em sent to jail that meant shootin’ and barn burnin’, until the Government cases against the Beasley gang for resisting the draft was there ever any native citi- zen put in jail, What community is there around here with sech @ repu- tation for bein’ moral, upright and law-abidin’, “You misunderstand Mr, Dinksto! interposed Mr, Jarr. “He asks you if (If you think for a moment, chil- dren, you will realize how Bobbie really felt. There is a lesson in this for you. Think deeply and then you will avoid spilling “Gohunkus’’ around promiscuously. Never be rude or you may get your tiny When Bobbie Mouse had realized fully what he had done he tied a knot in his tail and sai “Listen, kid, I didn't mean to seare the matter. nine mile down the pike from Tay- | of the Risley Hotel in Arcadia to this, very day, or was, and the Wimen's| And not) of an‘ Austrian staff officer, Bendel demurred, knowing the added risk the Alsatian must run, masquerading in such attire. But he arranged Bendel always seemed matter he able to ar- set his mind to. He also gave Schulmeister certain credentials and letters of introduc- Armed with these and wearing his Austrian uniform, went openly to Vienna, where he proclaimed himself the personal represe Bendel's forged credentials, &c., helped to con- Schulmeister In the Austrian capital, In this role, Schulmeister was able to gain un- Bendel joined him there and proceeded to get him an appointment in the Austrian Secret Service. ou, though,” said Bendel, “you aré putting your head in the “I know I am,” said Schulmeister, carelessly, “but the lion {s toothless.” In his new capacity, Schulmeister manoeuvred until he secured an in- terview with the Emperor of Austria himself. It was chiefly for this pur- He got himself appointed, temporarily, to the Emperor's personal staff. And thus he was enabled to be pi some of the most secret councils of wa Schulmeister, and it was without precedent in the annals of espionage. “There 1s no other case on record.” says Barton, “where the sovereign of a great empire has openly discussed his plans before a spy of the oppos- sent at ‘This was a veritable triumph fut®) clever privgte method of forwarding their tidings to Napoleon from Vienna, They kept him apprised of every to forestall these plan But at last, through a bit of il! luck, Schulmeister was suspected of No breath of suspicion touched the slippery Bendel, who continued to work on as before. ter was arrested of a Vienna prison, His credentials were proved to be forgeries, but so craftily had Bendel done his work that no one could find out who had supplied Schulmeister with them, The Alsatian was tried and was condemned to die. under sentence of death, he scribbled reports of Austrian activities, which he tried to smuggle through to the French. Schulmets- and put in the lowest dungeon under sentence of death, Even in his cell, Bendel and Schulmeister—was ready nand Austrian Armies, Hf met them and thrashed them most dec! the conqueror's merey. Napol tered Vienna in triumph, rescuing Schulmeister from death in the very nick ‘As two French officers swung open the cell door, Schulmeister stepped let me welcome you to Vienna!’” Roy L. McCardell nowadays Taylor Town has a regular “Tenderline,' as they call it, of its own, with two movin’ pi¢ture theatres and a ten-pin alley almost side by side. I got a letter from my cousin Becky just the other day, In which she sald that people of Taylor Tow§ thought nothing of staying up tiQ\ after 10 o'clock or spending a whol dollar, maybe, night after nigh: “But ‘the drama, the modern drama?” repeated Mr. Dinkston, “We know that Indiana has had six thou- sand sons of song, its legions of poets. We know the children of Indiana lisp in rhymes and are taught the two great rules of life in Hoosierdom are four grains of corn to a hill in corn planting time, four rhymes to the quatrain, when, girdled in their gold- * en singing coats, they wake to ecstasy the living lyr | “Who's a living Har?" cried the old lady sharply. “What do you mean?” And she sprang to her feet. “When women have the ballot nationally, through —constitutionul jamendment, they will not be so dull of | comprehension, I hope!" said Mrs. Gratch-Dinkston also jumping to her feet, “Mr. Dinkston has only asked / | you if any one you know from your |part of Indiana has gone on the | stage.’ | “Yes, that’s all he said,” confirmed | Mrs. Jarr, | “Why don’t he talk United States talk then?” asked the old lady. “Cer- tainly we had 4 gal who ran away to go on the stage! Em Tutwiller, what waited at the luneh counter at the deppo, ran off with a drummer |the last time Bryan ran for Presi- dent, and she went on the stage, ang |it was reported in the ylor Towt |Banner that she was in a Chine Jopry and her folks said she got paid ja lot of money every night bringing ja sacred chicken in on the stage to you. Mother taught me never to scare little skeeter boys on noses.” | “All right,” replied Willie, climb- jing back onto his meal ticket, “But don't you ever, ever do it again.” (I forgot to tell you, children, that it was in the beautiful month of April, when flowers and pneumonia bloom, That fact, of course, lends verve to the story.) With that little Bobble Mouse turned and ran home to his coal bia and Willie Skeeter raised such a dancing was @ diversion of the In-|, Chinese weddin’. But I don't be- diana community In which you 80/jjeve it, Nuthin’ is sacred with them long resided, Was there any inter- Chinese, not even a chicken.” est in the drama, the theatre, OF) «ate, pinkston, if you are coming dancing?" |with me, come!" eried Mrs, Gratch; “No,” replied the old lady, “the| and, rising up, sxe grabbed that gen- young folks used to have a dance|tieman by the arm and bore him off, once in a while, but it was never at-| practically by force, tended by young people of good fam-| So Gertrude, the maid, had only to ily, ‘cept maybe on the sly, The/set one extra plate, but Mrs, Jarr moral element in the community was|feels sure old Mrs. Dugenberry earned against any playacting, ‘cept, maybe,|her cold supper with iced tea, al- dialogues sech as ‘Are You for Tent-|though the old lady dvesn’t like leed bump on Hod Pickens's nose that old General Fly, who was observing him, pinned a medal on him, At that Bickens put his foot out of bed|a year we had an opry company from and a’ horse stepped on it. Of course, Evansville play ‘Ten Nights in a that ended Willie's operations and jarroom,’ ‘Uncle Tom's Cabin,’ ‘East perance, Soldier?’ or a cantatter, sech as ‘Queen Esther,’ though onct OUNow, go-to beds you little mug- Lynne’ and ‘Lady Audley's Secret.’ t Bless you, wummpsies, it's 2 A, M.) But that was in my time, tea at all MENDING BROKEN STEEL, French engineers have built a ma- chine that is operated by electricity and uses galvanism as its princtple4 in which broken steel is made to heal itself much as wounded flesb heala,

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