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HOME PAGE day, August 1, 1918 \agazine” A Great Philosophy By the Rev. Thomas B. Gregory Consright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) BOUT three hundred and twenty years before the birth of Christ there was a shipwreck one day and among the few who managed to get safely ashore was a young trader named Zeno. Just before the storm, Zeno, as he sailed along the blue Aegean with his cargo of Phoenician purple, was a rich man; an hour or so later, when the storm had passed, he was a pauper. ‘The sudden transition from wealth to poverty set Zeno to thinking. What sort of a world Is this, he asked himself, in which a man's | ppaem or misery, wealth or poverty, depends upon a gust of wind at Yesterday, as 1 strode the deck of my ship, I was worth a thousand talents; to-day, as the result of that gust of wind on the sea, I am not worth the price of a dish of pea soup. Yesterday, | was proud and happy, to-day, 1am dejected and miserable; and all owing to that storm on the Aegean. Is it really a fact that I am thus completely at the mercy of the sense less elements, the sport of the winds and waves, depending for my soul's peace upon a shipload of Tyrian dyestuffs? He turned these questions over and over in his mind. He studied the strange situation in which he found himself from every conceivable angle. He was determined, while he was about it, to get down to bed-rock. And when, finally, he got down to the bottom of it all he found the case to be like this: He had lost his ship and his Tyrian purple, and with it his wealth, but he still possessed HIMSELF; and upon that fact—the fact that he still had himself—he founded his philosophy—Stoicism—the philosophy which was to embrace within the zone of its ennobling influence many of the elect of the earth, from Marcus Aurelius and Epictetus to Ralph Waldo Emerson and Abraham Lincoin. The first principle of Zeno'’s philosophy was this: To be happy, one must depend, not upon the winds of fortune, but solely upon thet which is within himself. Things are (1), good; (2), bad; (3), indifferent. The| only good thing is VIRTUE, the only bad thing is Vice, and all the rest is indifferent. A man’s first, last and only duty ts to be a Man, to remain master of | his own will, and never to permit that will to become the instrument of the unjust and the dishonorable. The only real evil that can come to a man is that which comes to him through his own personal unfaithfulness to his individual conscience. Un- | less a man harms himself he cannot be harmed at all; and the only way vin which he can harm himself is by deliberately and knowingly lending | himself to the bad cause. Be thankful if health, wealth and honor come to you, but take it not | too seriously if you are overtaken by sickness, Poverty and contempt. These are the things that depend largely upon matters over which we | have no control; and whether they come to us or fail to come, be calm | | and undisturbed, since they belong In the category of the indifferent, Zeno was much of a Puritan, a mixture of old Noll Cromwell, Chinese Gordon and Stonewall Jackson. Life, as he saw it, was a battle, Just so much of the rough material of duty, out of which, by the heroic exercise of their wiil power, men were to shape the thing called character. De Quincey tells us that Imperial Rome made herself great by “ree | sistance,” and that when the time came that there was nothing left tor | her to “push against” she grew weak and fell. | Stoicism was the gospel of PUSH, the gospel of Battle—for the su-| ,Premacy of Manhood, for the triumph of the Right. Those boys of ours | who are fighting to-day in that inferno “over there” are stoics. It is not | pleasant to be over there, but Duty commands them to be there, and there | they are. | Zeno, Marcus Aurelius, Washington, Lincoln, the fathers and mothers | of the boys “over there,” and the boys themselves, are all stoics, doing their duty, fighting for principle. | GOING TO HAVE A MANICURE D FUSSING: AROUND A SPLENDID MAN ICURIST to Ho into Sie. By Ma’ (The New York Evening NO, | Don't WANT ANYBODY : MY NAILS 1 DON'T CARE. 1 DON'T WANT MY NAILS MANICURED | 'VE CHANGED You ARE Not MY MIND “ene ULL HAVE A MANICURE ——_ Kiddie Kl + By Uncl The Turkeys. USTER was in the forest one day when he saw the farmer and his wife, They were looking for something in the brier patch. “I am sure the turkey hid her neat In here,” said the farmer, “and we must find it so we can save the little baby turkeys when they batch out.” ‘They looked and looked, but after a while gave up the search and went home, All this time Buster bad been bid- ing. He thought it would be a fire thing to find the nest by bimself and then lead his master to it. As soon as they were out of sight he jumped up and darted into the brier patch. He hunted everywhere, even when the thorns scratched him, but couldn't (ind @ thing, Then he remembered there was another place where the turkey might bave gone, so away he went down the path. Soon he met Mr, Fox, who called out: You seem to be Im a hurry “I am,” Buster replied; “I want to find the turkey’s mest for my mas- ter." « Dear Cousin Contestant OT for worlds would I have missed the fun of reading all the amusing things that hap- pened at your schools, and beginning. next Klub Korner day—Saturday— you too may read the very best of these. Throughout the month of August, besides other things, there will be a good laugh in the Kiddle Klub Korner for its readers. ‘The most delightful part of these stories is that they really, truly hap- pened. When you read them you can picture the situations with the klub | cousins and their claswmates. They | pecome Intimate in this way. We have had just the tiniest peek Into | the lives of the authors and into their thoughts. We become acquainted | with what they think a good joke. Thig makes us more intimate, and to be intimate with our klub members ‘\y the thing we seek for most, | Below are the names of the con- testants who have told the funniest stories in the funniest way. Hecause| JULY CONTEST HONORABLE I was unable to decide between Cousin Gemma's story and that of; Betty Vincent's Advice to Lovers HEN you are on your vacation you should always remember on ram fot, a good time, Of couse you|O Reilly Enters ought to enjoy yourself, but also you should obtain rest and a new fund of health and strength to take you With recreation ehould go re-crea- tion of body, nerves and mind. Therefore do not dance late covery night. Do not wear tight, uncom- ad to have ven te only - y eer fortabie clothes tn order to make a Dou ¢ persous wip kuew the hiding piace of toe Lou's treasure, baleen ttt as a queen of fashion. Give your- | MANY for, the, treany self plenty of sicep. Take plenty of rtd Pee St, time over your meals, Stay outdoors of Hoss, bas returned to Net as much ag possible and make your- self healthily tired in long tramps over the hills or with vigorous row- | Shere ther tall ia ‘with ing and tennis rather than by 100 | gra’mad? (dr a tilibuntering ex much artificial entertainment eve- | 70. % pale eS ani, nings. Keep your windows wide | lo"bas ssccret vf importance (9 disclow ie’ vigilance from: badd rhotic open—if noceasary, tack up cheap —- cotton sereening, but do not etint) CHAPTER XVI. your ventilation. So you will come|"—PT was a remarkable story that svack to the city not merely with the Esteban told O'Reilly ans, First he described cer- tain occurrences on that eventful night when his stopmother, the Dona momory of good times but with a big drawing account on the bank of | | realth. 4 Niffid Isabel, stumbled into the old Varona Diffidence. | well and met her death, When Este- E, 8." writes: “I am about twen-| ban had lowered himsetf into the well five years old and so far have not! ne found her clutching something nade a real girl friend. I have a fair| tightly in one hand. This proved to slary and can give a good time to| pe a Spanish doubloon, which she evi- girl, My friends tell me that 1 am| dently had grasped in the allt of the 6 bashful and don't speak to the] well during her death struggle, Este- fs. On the other hand, I think] pan put the coin in his pocket, but t have to be introduced by some | not until long afterward did ho de- Wilk you ladly 0 Leal cide that 1t was the key to his father's the best way to become ited ua fui. | treasure, which he now believed hid- g and to get rid of bashful. | ‘reasure, whic wits girle ond 10. # den in the well. ‘These things he con- ws t in thinking that you| fided to Norine and O'Reilly, promis- eu are re Ha tedueed to] ing both a share on the day that he ours men, But why not ask| Should recover the Varona treasure soung Morr friends to hetp you to| They were doubtful of his theory, but eet girls of their acquaintance woud say THAD be irene i and courtcous—time | “coon after this word re will do the reat. that Rosa, following the ached camp disappear- Py vr ance of Esteban, had been compelled WG, Di" writes: “A fow days, ago lO) inger tocenter Matinaua with 1" tention w acted to a let. | 3 eM iV ny attention Was styoung. man of| Evangelina and Axensio. thei . fate had been was unknown, but wenty, in which he asked how he! ihe could be no doubt that they vould become really friendly with) iia pone to Matanza, ely acquaintances. ‘This Interested me | CReiily determined to enter the city greatly, foough 2 PR ga Pay and learn for himself what had be- two years younge lan the «ge come of the girl who was ever present nan referred to, because I, too, cannot) in his thoughts, Ho obtained per. make any friends among the gentle-| mission, against the protests of h men in the place where I work oF] ¢eliow soldiers, and set off for the with whom I come in contact, city. “Could you give me any advice?|" As O'Reilly descended the slope I do not mean advice to ‘forget my-| toward Matan he realized keenly y sol (for 1 find that if a young man| that he was alone and in a hostile sakes any interest in me at all I can| territory. The hills and the woods Sap up my part to a certain extent.| from Pinar del Rio to Oriente were ‘ypoint is to get them interested | Cuban, or, at most, they were dis- But how can T make peo-| puted ground. But here in the plains me? There is one thing Ij and valleys near the cities Spain was y, and that is that if I do inake| supreme, From this moment on js I keop them,’ O'Reilly knew he must rely entirely Bgl young women of char-| upon himself, i ‘A ved of eal prom- ‘ay._ve « bib lov oi ed. Try to smile oftener| ised cooling shower, so Johnnie approachable. Enemy Country In Search of a Girl through the coming year of work Long Lost nd he proposed to the outer t unblushingly. @ watchful eye upon his hearer. “1 give in.” Jacket's face radiated good humor; body closer. He roads, and, since these two refugees he bitched bis Were too poor to warrant search, crowd fell stran they were waved onward by the sen- to allow the passuge of ‘a great, I get my own way, don't tries. They obeyed silently; in aim- thick set man in the uniform of instantly lit up. (Copyright, McCture Newspaper Syndicate.) * he laughed. upon his loyal follower. nd Yoke “ate. reported to sie, s)Sisan mind telling you that Who covets ‘the property, “And T don't than half glad of ft I didn't know s you, But now we must and deci-te Let me see-your real ry vacnta‘ive af a New York fork, where ‘be revvives a le lately returos. to. Crbac “finda hiniwit S fi with te att: hepa was getting lone we must make some plans, p ills Cueto in ® raid. understanding mh bi who we ar to accompany. thin bac Heels ah taken under the’ care of Norine.” Ba be Juan Villar, shail legs Tell m o ams, where was our home, and what arc reached tl doing together? breathless interval t ak nothing but it, and took advantage of the delay to eat his slender lunch f tatively munching 4 sweet potato when nd Norine a@ sound at his back caused him to leap to his feet in alarm. exclamation not fifty feet He was medi- ear As the wind ating a sweet po- cheeks were his bright, in- bundles and set out and water over- head the sky Vivid streaks of fire, the devil are you doing hi sudden excitement view oked had left it, bor was al upping, while reproachfully; did when be effect upon the lad. Nn the Jacket serambled to retreated warily med to smile at him It was plain that he had no would say nothing to oppose # sick ( » he armed himself with a stout mounted troops pass the tim a wrinkled cartman cted oxen were in one p' ace a stalk of ad and began to it with bis teeth, trip peal had the declared that a free agent and at liberty to go where so chanced that his fancy took him to the city of Matanzas O'Reilly happened he said “go back and die in the fields, back swung they t the load, and the cart ly on ita way. Hoult to enter a trap, Matanzas was precisely There were soldiers oy the air Is c to be travelling might be put down long grm of coincidenc leaned agai: creaked dism: it w never ar If bis com- free to wait and follow a matter of complete in- that, were, but a BOMBDE the nesrept, shade, ta. walt, fon, Jat busi- beyond an indifferent challenge at ton, hence there was always an formed »ekhouse, 4 perfunctory expectant throng at the depot. On lied gravely, Question or two, Narciso and Juan this occasion O'Reilly was surprised Nevertheless, he kept Villar experienced no trouble what- to hear the piteous whines for ing the lines, Discipline, charity in the name of God turn told him, never strict at best, was extremely suddenly into a subdued but vicious lax at the brick fortinas along the mutter of rage. Lisses were inter- mingled with vituperations, then the ly silent, parting ever in pu jews bewilderment they shuffled along Colonel of Volunteers. He was ui laid a toward the heart of the city. Al- usually swarthy and he wore they realized it they had black scowl upon his face, while run the gauntlet and had joined that a long puckering sear the full { army of misery, fifteen thousand length of one cheek lifted his mouth strong. The hand of Spain had into a crooked sneer and left ex- most befor © boy tried to laugh, Whispering curses, until h but his voice cracked nervously, some one muiter the name, der them? in his tracks, way, He and Jacke heart of Matanzu ng the public square, the &le 08 and bis chest @ ming mal w e fac OReilly Knew the place wel: Hl, now, Espanol and the Grand Hotel, and exclaimed the boy, “W r " fs time was when he had been a wel ould enjoy cutting bis heart out. The big drops come visitor at all of them. But — O'Reilly's emotions were not entire- things Were different now. Gone were ly unlike those of his small compan- the customary crowds of well dresset, ion. His lips became dry and white by Well fed citizens; gone the rows of 8 he tried to speak, but they ploddes carriages which at this hour of the "What @ brute! That face day Were wont to circle the Plaza Us laden with the aristocracy of the He found himse ness and substance \ hich had jot unaccountable feeling of discoura distinction to the place, Matanzas «nent had settled upon him. He t appeared poor and squalid, depres- manfully to shake it off, but some wretched streets w foul how failed, f he Ph Libertad—grim h-enemy and the man's overbear the inockery rowdel ing pe ity had affected him oO with a throng su as never queeriy, Cobo's air of confidence and With veld in O'Reilly's time, a th tuthority seemed to emphast, ple who were, without exce listless, ragged. ¢ cibly home to him A — One afternoon O'Reilly went out to- J , ward t old Varona how He left i‘ CHAPTER XVII. Javket at the foot of the hill and con- ee T so chanced that tinued alone, As he breasted the ney and Jacket found summit of La Cumbre O'Roilly beheld oP the mixerable at some distance a bent figure of of assembled at want, It was @ negro woman, grub- 24 tion t ring iM the carth with a sharpened Hing pa k. After a suspicious scrutiny of train, Ww people were volling him she resumed her digging these days, and they were, for the ‘thing but a heap of stones and ‘9 most part, Spanish officers to whoin the sight of starving country people grounds, once beautiful even no novelty, Now and then, n neglected as in Dona Tsib however, there did arrive visitora were NOW a acene of total deso- from whom the spectacle of so much Jat Waconsciously his feet turned to Wretchedness wrung a contribu toward the ancient quarry which had 1 The First Cnapter Will SS ——S SS closed over them. posed a glimpse of wolfish teeth, “Look! clutched at O'Reilly O'Reilly was at a loss to fathom king finger. “More this sudden alteration of attitude, the And those little whistle of indrawn breaths and the eard 'Cobo.” ‘Are they children, or gourds with Then indeed he started and stiffened y looked, thi turned his Col, Cobo seemed no little pleased H a, Jac had by the reception he created, With hed and his black eyes volently he swagkered “aga de is tad it was called, trough the press, clicking his heels Ceatie know the place well; evecy noiKily upon the stone flagy. When building that flanked it was familiar be had gone Jacket voice’ @ vicious to him, from the vast, rambling Goy- oath. nor's Palace to the ornate Casiny "So that I4 the butcher of babies shaking weakly, city; gone Was that atr of cheerful- and discovered that a new and wholly r the sight of Rosa's O'Reilly's impotence and bring tt for- ter remained of the Varona home, THE GAY ADVENTURE DELIGHTFUL ROMANCE OF A POOR YOUNG MAN WHO GOT HIS WISH IN LIFE Be Printed Monday the sunken garden—bis and Kosa's trysting place. : O'Reilly desired above all things to be alone at this moment, and so be} ed to discover that another person was before bim—a woman, evidently som srable pacifico like himself. appeared to be looking for roots, and he altnost stum~ bied over her as he brusbed through the guava-bushes fringing the de: pression. His sudden appearance alarmed the creature and she struggled, panic stricken, out of bis path. Her rags could not conceal the fact that she was deform that her back was crooked, so be muttered a reassuring 1 to her, is place was more as he had left it—there was the stone dench where he had Said goodby to Rosa; yonder 1 was anno Johnnie heard bimscif ad- dressed by the hunchbacked woman, Her voice was thin, tremulous, eager, but his thoughts were busy and he paid no heed, "Senor, do you look for thing on N-no, Yeu,” he answered abstract. edly, “Yes, I am looking for some. thing -some one.” “Something you have lost?" “something [ have lost!" The ques- tion came to bim faintly, but it was so in tu with his unhappy mood that it affected bim strangely. He found that his eyes were blurring and that an aching luinp bad risen into his throat, This was the breaking point oO ily's hearing, too, was going wrong, for be imagined that some one whispered his name This place was Dot dead-it was alive—terribly alive with memories, voices, a presence unseen yet real. Ho laid hold of the nearest bush to steady himself, he 1 his eyes, only to hear his name there Was no one to be seen, no one, that is, except the dusky cripple, who had straightened herself and’ was facing him, potsed uncertainly, ble looked at her a second time, thon the world began to spin dizaily and | he groped his way toward her, He! peered again, closer, for everything before his eyes was swimming. The woman was thin—little morc than a skeleton—and so frail that| d appeared to sway her, but| the w her f uplifted to the sun,’ wa glorified, O'Reilly stood rooted, star ing at her until she opened her eyes, he voiced a great ery: never knew 7 (To Be Continued.) “The Evenitig World's ub Korner Conducted by Eleanor Schorer Conpright, 1918, by The Pres Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World.) Buster's Adventures e Harry “I will help you,” answered Mr, Fox. Soon the other brier patch was Teached and the search begun. There came a flapping of wings and @ lead “gobble, gobble, gobble.” They Bad found the nest, and the big bronze gobbler and his wife e very angry at having thelr home disturbed. Mr. Fox seemed interested in the ewes, but at last Buster got him to come away. They had gone only 4 little way down the path when Mr, Fox stopped. My goodness, gracious!” he cried. “My dinner ts on the fire and wil burn up.” So be turned and rao away Buster kept on and was nearly to the barnyard when some one whis- pered, “Stop!” It was Mr. Elepbani, and be bad been runping so fast Be was out of breath. Picking up Bus- ter, be started back, Just as the orier patch was reached a loud noise was heard. Mr. Fox had scared the t keys away from the nest. He snatched up a fine, big egg and gave it a bite. The next instant he dropped it and rolled over and over on the ground, rubbing bis jaw, Then he sprang to his feet and ran away. he real eggs are safe,” said Mr. Blephant with a laugh; “I put some china eggs in the nest for Mr. Fux. i Cousin Eleanor’s Klub Kolumn } Cousin Pheobe, | have made an ex- ception and given an award to each. That is how it happens that two prizes have nm awarded in the eleven year cla: Loyally your Cousin Eleanor. JULY CONTEST AWARD WIN- NERS. Frederick Simon, six-year class, No. 14) West 100th Street, New York. Isadore Shapiro, seven-year class, No. 501 East 173d Street, New Yor! John Summerville, eight-year class, No, 308 Park Avenue, Brooklyn. Helen Wall, nine-year class, No, 2601 Jerome Avenue, Bronx. Lillian Biock, ten-year class, Mer- rick, Long Island. Phoebe Berger, eleven-year class, No. 1833 Wallace Avenue. Van Nest. Gemma Finzi, eleven-year class, No. 2563 Decatur Avenue, New York. Bob Howard, twelve-year class, No. U5 Lincoln Street, Worcester, Mass. Linnea Nelson, thirteen-year class, No. 49 Third Avenue, New York, Jacob Florman, fourteen-year class, No. So. First Street, Brooklyn. | delignted with the | eon) reading it em Johnnie brushed the tears from rial lashes. He turned, he listened, but} Street ‘a “Rosa!” What more he said he! “John J. Silvi, fifteen-year class, No. 1685 Bathgate Avenue, Bronx. MENTION. feren Year Counin—Irma Styer, ine ¥ Cousine-—Solomwon Levine, inex aul, Samuel Steinman sod Caroline Belred- | tex) Bliaabech Galan "welte Year txming —Doruthy Hayley, Mildred Howanl. Madeline ‘Erpe, branairo Reginatd Le Quire, tiled Maouky, ‘nae Boe Tiurieeo-Year Cousine— ene Simone Chamond. Harty Singers Ataiionre Accénel Mar Yermeo, ail Shine Jona “Dpstraage rece MSrphy! Anna Yauergaad, “Anne iilektafer, Heleo ourteco Year Cousine-- Sof ximumios. Susan Kothentere, ‘Nettie Guhen” Fifteen: Your counice Thomas Lmridane Bartha Bork, Bisa Veamon, Sereb Peuigiein, Mangares Hake let son knew that 1 Mw and poems clever, 1 am aaving seca aod mamma ls goiag to buy me @ screp te which wo ieate them and make a prwtty die Klub Year Wook to wat oo. rainy dase. What eberer cousins 1 have, I am mignty proud of Dew tle comm. KLPANOR RIENZO, ad ‘drawings are Your Aged twelve year, 408 West dor in, THE KIDDIE KLUB HYMN. ‘There are many numbers ia the Kiddie Klub Legal and patriotic, Tie And for Uenada bleanor, ‘The ial members love Andis grand. Mag By CARE SZ dewey chy, A FAIRY WISH. With) QF wae working hand one wwe cleaned berause Der mother was Aeokn she became @ hepor veapor'e Kiddie Klud, aed porme, com ’ 2 Vinds of picture he other Kiun Grusias whom she loved Ay MAILY ADELMAN, aged twelve years, No. 1) decoad Street, A MEMBER, Yor a Risbiie And my lrmident and eanior 1b member aun 1 + our in Klean ir FMSURL > KOCH, aged Uhirtese pen, No, S01 Bat Third atreet WHAT | SAW ONE MORNING. morving as 1 was to enool | Dayreced (0 re NO bars ved tbe aaite newghborhond as To Une wae named and. the as “named Ve tar alae tent to while Patay rarecy did. Vara oa unter, let's stay home from wahoo, No ong will know that jou and J bare been togeti No} think thet #1 Biase rept ; that! jou"and Neve ‘tlaped ean eaniy fod ou 2 1 met, t trunt”* Talay answered, “Are you com) am RB rigt, you ” . Tumter’ then alone: Paty seeing Cat it be wanted 9) de wrong Ne bed to do it by hime lf and to take | the Dame Dimeet and sot iy \@ tnag otaeny Ry AHRNA CALSYRTTA, No, 110 West 4to HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AND OBTAIN YOUR PIN Begmuing wits any mum. eS ut 2 af thence Boi onstage, Erouing World Rude Wink: Non ah Park owe OSes York City, with s bote tp mut “Klub Pin” YOUR NAME” AGE 7 whia sou Ai children up ia Gen La y ss: IN nn Oe EE a SS Oe