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i EDITORIAL PAGE Friday, August 2, 1918 ESTABLISIIED LY } va WE blish: ly Except Sun, y the Prees Publishing Company, Nos ty sordid = “a Row, New York. . President, 6 . Treasul Jr, Fark Row. vark Row. r, 63 F w tary, 6% Park Row. OF THR ASSOCIATED PREAS, | ty excasively entitied to the rormibtication of aT) 0 te ate Gtherwles caedlied” in” thus paper on ‘ule ioral nowy published herein, VOLUME 59 DEFEND 80 CENT GAS. | HE Public Service Commission of this district performs only) | its plain duty to the public in taking immediate steps—begin-| ning with a hearing to-day—to restrain the Brooklyn Borougi ..NO. 20,800 | Gas Company from rajsing its rates to $1.25. The decision of Referee Charles E. Hughes that the 80 cent gas rate fixed by ‘statute is confiscatory in the case of this particular, company has raised questions which, in the interest of the people of} New York, must be speedily and definitively’ answered. \~ Mr. Hughes decides that the Supreme Court, as the appointed sonable referee of which he speaks, has no power to fix what is a re i gas rate, and at the same time finds that the Public Service Com-) mission has no power to fix a gas rate in excess of the statutory maximum. Is legislative action, then, the sole authoritative check on the} rate-boosting programme of this gas company which the Hughes decision places outside the provisions of the 80 Cent Gas Law? | It is highly important that the Public Service Commission should make @ thorough test of its powers in this special case. | The more so because there is reason to fear that the finding in} the case of the Brooklyn Borough Gas Company will encourage the big gas companies that serve the closely populated sections of the city—the Consolidated and the Brooklyn Union—to undertake a bold campaign for higher gas rates throughout Greater New York. | It cannot be too promptly or too clearly established that Publi Service Commission and Legislature, together with the courts—when- ever and wherever the latter can be appealed to in the public’s behalf—are prepared to put up formidable barriers against any attempt on the part of,the great gas corporations to break through the 80 Cent Gas Law and boost rates. To the Public Service'Commission properly belongs the first line’ of the defense. + AMERICAN INDIANS AT THE FRONT. MERICAN fighters in France continue to furnish the German: with generous supplies of material for dismayed estimates of what German armies are up against on the western front. The other night half a dozen full-blooded American Indians scouted six miles into the enemy’s lines, bombed a supper party of German officers with appropriate war whoops and returned -n safety. One can imagine the stories of American prowess that percolate from incidents like this, through barriers of official boasting and Welittling, into Germany. It is interesting to note that these American Indians, with their slogan of “Never surrender,” are giving an excellent account of themselves as soldiers. While, of course, it is not made public bow many of them are in France, they appear to be represented in most of the American divisions. One regiment is said to boast at least twenty famous Indian patrol scouts from Dakota reservations, Modern Indians in khaki ought to find many of their ancestral} fighting instincts and methods immensely useful and esteemed in| warfare which requires fighters to learn among their earliest lessons} how to advance over ground without getting on their legs or showing| themselves. Descendants of the original proprietors of the western continent are doing brave and excellent service side by side with the newer race which has sworn to defend that continent against the lawless| ambitions of a warring dynasty. | The United States has tried to do its duty by the Indians in spite of many circumstances which have made that duty difficult at times| to determine. Indians are repaying the education and other benefits they have received from the Nation by fighting for it with all the bravery and fighting genius that has come down to them in their blood. But . Letters Wants More Privileces tn Park. To the Edtitor of The Evening World 1 read about the beaches down at Coney Island being thrown open to the public. How about the lawns in Central Park? Between 82d and s5th | Streets on the east side of the park the benches are all chained together From the People. Say, are tho saviors of our country! How can we let them know that we love m, pray for them, think of |them every minute of the day, tell them that we are, oh, so proud of| them?) What is the use of writing when our letters never reach their destination? We here at home are heartbroken at the thought that our gift @ cannon he come his ancestors fought Revolution, on both sides in the Civil War and in sharp brushes with In- dians-and he had to go. days after the declaration of war he £ enlisted in Battery G, 6rh Field Ar- Ullery, U. 8. A, After weeks of hard the Mexican border he landing there training on was off for France, early last August, In lesa than a month he was made | because of his natural hard work, handling the famous French “seven- lt was not many weeks developed ty-fives."” er, red-| headed, Over the Top! How First Shot Was Fired for U. S. By Marguerite Mooers Marshall Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Broning World.) CORPORAL VARILA, MAN WHO WON HONOR, OW the first shot for Uncle Sam |light our way over the quagmire, ‘The | and liberty—a new “shot heard |flasb of a light would have imme- | round the world”—was fired in the great war by a freck- led Irish-American boy of eighteen told by by First Nineteen is the boy himself -- Corporal Osborn de Varila, in his spirited, breoxily written story of Pershing’s men— "The Shot for Liberty.” When the war broke out Corporal de Varila was at school in California, 8 of a fighting stock— in the French for it, 19) by toe Bree Tin ied (The New York Evening Net Mie} aS ae i ) oe ie Te thet esate Mone, a eel —- a yings of Mrs. Sclomon By Helen Rowland 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World.) |“ Co Long ao He Keepeth Within the caw, a Mon May Break the Commandments as Lightly as He Would a Lover's Vow; but a Woman May lar More Safety Brea’: All the Laws Than One Social Convention.” EHOLD, my Daughter, the Law hath sald, “There is no sex in crime! In the eyes of judgmert, man and woman, are guilty or innocent, | according to their acts, and NOT according to whether they wear a | marcel wave and a dimple cr a derby hat and number twelves.” Honored be the Law! YET, my Beloved, consider what strange and tn- vidious distinctions the world maketh between them, For lo, a woman may sit in a restaurant with her neck and ghoulders clothed only in beauty and rice powder and her back uncamouflaged to the tenth | vertebra. But a MAN, though he perisheth and parboileth, though he panteth and sigheth and suffereth for air, \ must remain encased to the chin in a woollen coat and a starched collar, and dare not so much as display his silken shirt-sleeves to the eyes of the multitude. Behold, a man may sit in public places where wémen are gathered to gether and joyously blow the fumes of a hempen cigar into their faces | until they gurgle and choke and cry for mercy, But, if a woman should so much as light a perfumed cigarette there- 1o she would be annihilated by ushers, and put down by waiters, and jeered at by the multitude, Lo, @ woman may enter lecture halls and private dwellings, and ait | all evening in a fashionable cafe, wearing a hat three feet in diameter. She | may adorn it with a tickling feather and a deadly hat-pin, and use its brim as a sword wherewith to fight her way through innocent crowds, leaviug | the maimed and wounded in her wake. | But, though the files dance and the breezes blow upon his bald-spot, |yet must a man remain bareheaded in all these places, or be ejected | therefrom with scorn and reproaches, and “Put-him-outs,” and “Isn’t-he- awfuls! Sa Copyright Behold, so long as he keepeth within the LAW a man may break the Commandments as lightly as he would a dinner engagement or a lover's vow, and may go his way trampling upon the conventions as carelessly as a small boy on a daisy fleld or a German on a work of art. | But, a woman, if she is pretty enough, may far more safely break | ALL the laws than ONE social convention, and may glide through life, somehow, without a consclence—but NEVER without breeding! | Behold, a man, in all his beauty, may parade the bathing-beach clad ‘only in vanity and a yard of blue wool for the delight of the multitude ‘and the admiration of maids and matro: Yea, verily—and so likewise may a Damsel, THIS season! | For, by the sad sea waves, “there !s no sex in crime’—and EVERY- | BODY looketh Ike a “crime” in this year’s bathing-suit! | Selah. | stietiheamndstelsaicaaianaiiaaan: I would have nobody to control me; I would be absolute. Now, he that is absolute can do what he likes; he that can do what he likes can take his pleasure; he that can take his pleasure can be content; and he that can be | content has no more to desire. So the matter's over; and, come what will | come, I am satisfed.—CERVANTES, “The gun was wheeled into position, its business end pointing toward Ger- |many. There was barely enough light for us to read the markings on the little piece. “The battery commander gave the word to the Sergeant and the sights} : sries | Were set. A gunner cut the fuse of a} diately drawn fire from the batteries) shrapnel to meet tho requirements of of the enemy. the order, and the shell was placed in “So we stumbled along through the |the breech of the little rain and muck, perspiring and curs- | Commissioned oificer, ing at our job, but not relaxing one | in! ur Ener een Won ang saw, is jota in our determination to land the |rhore was a brief pause during wich gun in a place where we could pot) every mother's son of us was on his the Boche. | toes “I was filled with a kind of fierce “I pulled the lanyard of the little exhilaration as I tugged and pulled | soAtnte, and America's first shot of until I thought my arms would jump |the war went screaming into German from their sockets. If we landed the | territory. gun into position I knew I would be/ “There was not an American within the one to fire It, and the very thought | Sound-range who did not whoop with . exultation when the first shot for lib- ot sending the first shot over f0F| erty rang forth,” concludes Corpl. de Uncle Sammy made my noodle swim | Va TS Wak an creat niin te the with joy. Drenched with muck and| ringing of the old Liberty Bell in '76, Pain as I was I could hardly refrain | ad it wouldn't have surprised me a bit if tha le French ‘75' hac from giving whoop after whoop of / Pit jf tual, little | French "75| | had happiness, | loved bell in Philadelphia did when it “Once I stumbled and plunged into| tolled forth the song of American @ shell hole filled to the brim with | liberty, soft, slimy mud, worse than quick- { want all loyal Ameri | ft in their hats that it sand, I sank to my armpits, and) Sith United Sta would undoubtedly have slipped in| that fired that 1 that every jover my head had not a comrade member of the B tery did their bit) the hair and pulled | toward sending Uncle Sam's first call- | grabbed me by the hair and p ing card into the trenches of the| me to safet | | | Kaiser | “A little later another man sank| “The First Shot for Liberty” is pub- | into one of these death traps, and| lished by the John C, Winston Com- | we had to fee! around quite a bit in| Pany- 7’ by a non- t ‘ire!’ rasped out the commander. ans to paste © Battery, ld Artillery, The Jarr Family 8yRey L. McCardell Coprright 1918, by The Press Publiab!ne Co, (The New York Evening W 66 PLEASE don’t stoop, Emma!” P said Mrs, Jarr sharply to the little girl when had are all crushed up! wear that straight form jacket mamma Dear y all the money goes until there isn’t a cent left for me to! Where's your paid two dollars That's the for? get anything! shoulder brack jacket?” The little girl whimpered that she And Mas- didn’t know where It was. ond). the family sembled for breakfast. Why don't you "YOU! y.ve q side glance at her own excel-|Ob, dear, what shall I do with these one. “And stoop-shouldered ; children?" protested Mrs. Jarr. “Their wople get consumption and die father never attempts to help me me! | young.” | control them!" little | ter Willie Jarr volunteered the formation that his sister had dressed the dog up !n it the last time he saw it. see us he tan take me to the movin’|!t to the janitor,” remarked little “Now don’t be telling things on! pictures, can't he, mamma?" asked| Miss Jarr, naively, “Will he go to your little sister!" remarked Mrs.| the little girl. the Bad Place, mamma, or will he be Jarr. “And leave the table this in- sent to jail stant and wash your hand: with and what do they think of the home you came from?" “While you are at neck, Willie, remarked Mrs. to continually from morning ull 1 sup- pose you go in the neighbor's houses your hands in that condition, it, wash your suggested Mr. Jarr. “Now, please leave the child alone!” Jarr sharply, turning tho alleged head of the house. Nothing can be done with children if they are picked at and picked at night. ‘and, Emma, didn't I tell you to sit “Oh, maw! Garibaldi Giacopagsi is fighting with Izzy Slavinsky down ia the street!" “And you didn't wash your hands! You were looking out of the window! up straight! I never saw such a child for sitting all stooped up,” Mrs. Jarr went on petulantly, “How do you 6x- pect to grow up and be healthy and have a good figure?” Here Mrs, Jarr “Uncle Henry is stoop-shouldered| “Willie, go wash your hands, thie und he is quite healthy, and he ian't|!nstant! Do you hear me?" thun- at all young,” remonstrated Mr. Jarr|@ered Mr. Jarr, | mildly, in behalf of the little girl. “Well, for goodness sake! Don't “Your Uncle Henr: replied Mrs, | roar at the boy as though he had Jarr sarcastically. “I'm talking of|40n€ something criminal!” remon. in-|human beings, not old hyenas. | trated Mrs, Jarr. “One would think he had stolen something “Willie took papa's pipe and gave Nothing could kill that man!” “When Uncle Henry comes on to i “He can, but be won't,” said Mr. Jarr. “Uncle Henry wouldn't give) two cents to see the battle of the Marne—first, second or third edition.” “Now, please!" interposed Mrs. Jarr. “I wish you wouldn't talk about people before the children that way! How can they have any re- spect for their elders? WILLIE!" Mrs. Jarr raised her voice to ca! Master Jarr back to the table. “My pipe?” cried Mr. Jarr, my briar pipe?" “L do hope “it 1s," said Mrs. Jarr, “That pipe has made me sick. Thank goodness, the summer is here and You can go out of doors to smoke it” “How can I smoke it anywhere if 1 | Willie has given it to the janitor?” “|asked Mr. Jarr, “Willie,” he added, “Yes'm!” came the voice of the| if You don’t get that pipe back for |me I'll punish you severely!” youngster from the distance. li yous vauamok traces iene “Not the darkness before we located him. | letters of love, hope and cheer are | ater when—in his own youthful slang He was actually gurgling with the and right in the sun. Heretofore; never received by them. Then what|—his outfit received “a jolt of joy”) mud to his lips when we yanked him they were separa‘ed and one could| must jt be for our boys in “No Man's|by being ordered into the front linw| Out, Several times the gun narrowly | put them in the shade under the ene Pig Weeks, months | trenches, It had long been the am-| escaped dropping into one of the| Ooorrieht. 1918 by The Prew Publishing Co | trees on the lawn. The reason given sage from home! Matern andie It nd ine ile woula SS MAW Sore rants Wana How can we be bra bition of his battery to fire the first e when we know e |PPAHE subject of “Habits” came up by the police and park men is that] our boys are lonely? Can't something|gun for America, but on their first, have been up for that night, and | athe mestine otthe avomental people passing In automobiles want | be done B.L. A. (night on the firing line the men heard | Probably I never would have fired the | et vicina eatrerts er a to look at the # ry, and not at) Thinks Meat Wasted When Given|that another battery was after (he frst gun Wednesday afternoon and for a while! folk sitting on benches. Tt naps se waa oe same distinction, Rain came down| “We began to take hope when We| si roatencd to inject animus into the| ol ye NE » ea he ne { The Evening W ” t che he foot of a le » pene@to be on bench up near t Pel Te nine Mats anra| it floods and the mud waa over a fovt | reached the foot of @ little hill, OUF| arais, Mrs, Elisha. Pertley Grive the other morning, An old lady | anne the followin ae tiylan’s | deep, making any operation exceed: | objective was the crest of that hill,! promptress of the League, suggested Me © eared Bit) With bar SATE Were | soning whan | we ag} facts: This | ingly difficult, jand with a mighty spurt we rushed |tnat the ladies take two minutes for| aitting there, They were ordered off) ot we etek won ‘cq market I) what happened next 1s best tojd| ‘he sun to the top, Then we flopped | gitenco and thought, each to sclect In| ee sel sae epme rennon- Nay want pound and ban ania (e cents a). Corpl, de Varila in “The First|!9 an utter stage of exhaustion, I! hep mind what she conside her te New York City coming nye | covind and bananas @ for 10 conta, |e oe a iberty: jfell on my back and lay there pant. | strongeat habit, and then tell the as-| are giving UP OU sons Bnd rotten ee ee wink Mr. Hoover's |” wae you lade have the guts,’ exid| ine like a fagmed-out purp, It had| semblage about it if sho saw fit. ne REE SYA NnIDE PoRsUI FOF ant Areal ib tet it ef very) ove commander, ‘we'll fire that first | ‘ken ws four beure to pull that eun| 4 ail have habits,” said the . Government, yet when mothera and | sido his afternoon my little boys , ; 45 ,|over the marsh, In a pouring rain| promptress, "so go to it anc children go to the park they must sit} watched the feeding of the anima! | shot Who will volunteer to pull the | COR ERA EEA eHE Nir imeeet Promptr go to it and th in the mun, I think it is up to thelin the Central Park 2 animals) ean into position by hand?’ ‘ @ UN! yours over | Fark Commissioner to do something. | time amaged at have itd Camel” “very man-Jack in the battery |which Bae ALATA to make history for)" wig rather speak on the habitn of AN ANSIOUR MOTHER | et Waa | aving seen fine | volunteered with a whoop, | the wor i ono or two of my friends,” sald Mrs, A Plen for Letters to soldiers, | OC MCak! fed to the Hons, and bas}, Job that would have taxea| 1, Were WP at B o'clock, looking) cutey Rogge Wo the FAitor of The Evening Wor nanas and apples to other animaly,| “it was a Jom thal woud b ‘)| eagerly toward the enemy's country.|~wnon't you let her.” sald Mrs.| I wrote your paper some time ago| We know the animals are valuablo, |the utmont strength and courage of) 1) way still rainy and misty, and we! pont one 4 F bal bey wih pegarding the unfairness of “Requ List in wor time why should they ca {aay body ef men, Before the gun! could not see more thin 300 yards| Skeeter O'Bries he UVOE AOE tions.” which you kindly published,| kept, not only in New York. } re) could be placed in position to fire away. We carried a few rounds of | door to me, eee eld yuu pay ded; | every large city, to eat food wre 2] the first shot, we must drag it/smmunition over to our position, “Ladies,” said the Promptress,| ot 08s has been added; | every large c De >0d which is : 4 i “Capt. 1. cLendon came up at ‘ a ‘ that of our boys not receiving letters| so bard for people in moderate cir. | thrown the storm and pitchy dark- lock, "He was accompanied by a | Te4lly quite provoked, “th a meet- | from home amst sto buy for our g1 ness, for a distance of three-quarters | Wrench Colonel Who had the firing|ing of friends, not a Robert Fulton- | MaeA vou: ir 5 ne: 1 tulkedan’e Lilli of a mile over an almost impassable | data. | John L, Dempsey prize-punching con ou sine how tr have talked to my friends | country—a swamp, pocked with mud-| “Battery, attention!” called the Pe reaking it is to receive cu and neighbors abo | ; jtest. Think of your own habits Bere cs\ sent aeccittart chteals | Ga ean eens tand why Min Hover’ [choked shellholes, dattery commander in @ cool, even! Wren the two rainutes had flown rt eae Us you bave forgotten Bin! | fo0d onservation should not incluje| ‘Though the night wes black as) “1 thrilled from head to toe, but my|Promptress Pertle said she would Pen o who, one might the Zoos, RS. A, ‘ink we were not allowed lanterns to " head was cool and my hand steady, tify” Bret. “[ have a bad habit of yelling a my little son and I ought to quit it, she said, |_ “Good stuff!" shouted Mrs. Jellico| “Are you going to wash your “You sure ought,” said Mrs. Boggs.' Jaynes, a very quiet, modest lady. hands?" asked Mrs. Jar turning on You ought to quit yelling and soak Miss Doolittie then told the members| the little boy again Papa, why him with a bed-slat.” 1, I declare amazed tress, “And you with all/pink surcease of rag-cloth, entangled|dren you roast ma and if I don't those little Boggs idiots running|With strands of nut-brown butcher’s| speak to them you ask me why I around loose!" twine, the whole thing cut on the! don't," cried the bewildered husbang “Right on the nose!" sang out Mrs. | vertical With a sweet smile, she| and father, “What am I to d O'Brien. “Pop her again." skinned a poem off a roll of manu-| “Set them a good example?” said Undoubtedly some of the ladies |S¢ript and read. It follows: Mrs. Jarr coldly, “Don't play with would have become embroiled in a Bites ae tn ee nine | your knife and fork at the table, for wordy altercation had not an inter- her ari Site eune |one thing.” ruption taken place just then. As aE Mabie "gouly alate, Mr, Jarr, in his embarrassment, had Mrs. Boggs was preparing to say a nothing nicer anywheres, been toying with the objects in ques. | few words to Mrs. O'Brien a slender, j tion, sraceful figure appeared on the ros- My sister's child. Tooney Ricketts | “Your sleeve i# in your butter, Mus o mouse in her dad | mother," he remarked warning! trum, It stepped to the fore and held agerpey arningly, A Piease mind your own affairs, and up one hand. It was none other than ta sent ice teu don't be such an old fault-tinder! Eabelle Mae Doolittle, the noted 3 aontd’ fant saben tine, ond eater snapped Mrs. Jarr. “Meal time should poetess of Delhi TT saw a glass of tes, then grab it |ve one of pleasant family intercourse, “Ladies,” she began in a sweet) With a slight bow the noted poetess | but Ta thie Bou ts Rothing but @ sp . io nd you can't have any mo: voice, trained for conversational pur-| backed up-stage and sat down amid| wither!” she added decisive! let me tell you of my stronges:| @ Volley of applause which was as- | for she saw Mr. Jarr gazing pathetice tounding, even to one as popular aslally at his empty cup. oo much Quiet settled over the assemblage immediately, “Shoot, Hilie!” sald the Promptress.' All were pleased. Ellabelle Mae Doolittle said the Promp-| |man, How can you expect the chil- By Bide Dudley | oMr, Jarr murmured something to { And he came running in from the} jis front of the house crying gleefully: | to" has had it?” asked Mrs, Jarr, in jastonishment, “1 never saw such a jdren to be neat and dainty if you do | things like that?” “I love to imbibe ice tea. Oh, I\the effect that he could get it tumi- adore that beverage.” | gated, he supposed. |she would re Tea.” don't you speak to him?" 2 them a poem on “Fea | “Gee whiz! If I speak to the chile She was becomingly gowned in n And 1 am not a-fooling, she. Bvery lady in. the room stood | coffe up and stomped her feet and ap-|able!” plauded with great gusto. And Mrs, Jarr poured hersclf ams other cup. makes one nervous and Irrite