The evening world. Newspaper, August 20, 1918, Page 14

; in ‘i Published Daily Except Sunday by tho Press Publishing Company, ‘ 63 Park Row, New York. RALPH PULITZIOR, President, 63 NGUS SHAW, “Treacurer, 63 F JOSEPH PULITZLI, Jr, Secretary, Nos. ark Row. rk Row. Park [or repabiication 6 e local news Dudu The Aamelsind Drews ie 6 eredited to it of not otherwise VOLUME 5 NO, 20,818 THE JAPANESE FOOD RIOTS. HE preseure of war prices has produced a crisis in Japan, where rice, the main stap! selling at about five times its normal figure. While wages have advanced, the rise has taken place in only a few industries cost of food. The peop * due to profiteering on in these in no fair proportion to th ve, quite properly, that much of this id are accordingly resentful While it has been represented that Japan has been enriched by ile war industries, there has been no mitigation in taxation, thougo national finance has been substantially improved. The tax burden acquired in the conflict with Russia still rests heavily on the land A greater army and navy than ever is being maintained for interna tional reasons, and the people, whose ning power averages but about 30 cents per day, are weary of the load. e Government has been all in all in Japan, the people leading where it followed in their desire to uphold the strength of the nation, Ja this respect it has been much like Germany. peril, the economic d Free from enemy finds expression in disorder more zeadily than would be possible in the Continental Empire. | Yet Hunger is a great tutor. When will he call the German civie population to rise? omfort — - 1 -—_——_ Emperor Wilhelm deplores with deep sighs the bombing of the “open” City of Frankfort. People who have observed . the vast fortifications of London and Paris, so frecly assailed by bis air squadrons, will reciprocate his tears. —————_ PRUSSIA AND AUSTRIA. HE alliance between Austria and Prussia was plainly of tho) latter's forcing. Since the seizure of Silesia by Frederick} the Great in his wanton assault upon the dominion of Maria| Theresa, Austria has always been the victim of its aggressive and un-| serupulous neighbor. Described in 1866 by John Lothrop Motley, then the American Minister at Vienna, as a nation of “eight millions of civilized Germans and nearly thirty millions of Asiatics in sheepskins and in tight pania- loons inside their boots,” Austria remains much the same to-day. *Sharing with Prussia in the plundering of Schloswig-Holstein from Denmark, she was allowed none of the fruits of that aggression, and| upon remonstrance was beaten at Sadowa in 1866 at the end of a elx-weeks’ campaign. Prussia had fortified itself by an alliance with Italy, against whom Austria prevailed on sea and land, but as the result of Prussian! military success had to part with Venetia. That she is now, to all intents, a vassal is perfectly clear. The ancient fear of Prussian nilitary power prevents the pleading for a separate peace so neces- sary to the suffering population. Excluded from the Germanic} Empire, she is left voiceless and helpless as an independent state, yet| witha] a doubtful asset to-day and likely at any moment to become a huge liability to her oppressor. —_—_—_—_—_———— | The onion, not long since the aristocrat of the vegetable kingdom, now sells at the petty price of four cents per pound. Attar of Roses, owing to Turkey's place in the war, is almost unobtainable. | ——_-+ 2 BAKU. AKU, so daringly seized by the British, is on the western shore of the Caspian Sea, in Russian territory. It is one of the great oil producing places of the world. Its springs pour out naphtha and it supplied the Central Powers, Russia, Turkey ani much of the Far East with motor and illuminating oils. ~ As distances go, it is not remote from the great centres of europe, though appearing far distant,on the map. But eight or nine , days were required to reach the city from London, Berlin, a _ route now interrupted. There are other rail connectiona, It was ap- poached, however, from the Orient, by way of Persia, and now safely blocks any possible German raid on Ind a The Senate is asking why the Treasury should raise money by taxation that cannot be used. Good sense, espe- ; cially as the taxes were paid this year very largely on incomes that bad already been spent. EDITORIAL PAGE 1918 Tuesday, August 20 be Thar Breet iti eS i Caprright, 1018, by The Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World.) N the top of a bill in the little village of Croton there is an acre planted with various kinds of produce. The sign at the en- trance to the plot reads “French War Garden.” After you have climbed a steep path you are con- Finally this woman found herself alone in the project, and having made arrangements for the land, which was donated to her, she determined to carry out her plans. Therefore, early in May found her on top of this hill busy at work, with only @ little child and a dog as her companions. How diligently the work has been performed is attested by the many cans of produce that have already fone to the other side. This brave Unaided she harvested her crops and canned them anti sent them on the way. From beginning to end she had performed ber particular part. Many a time her back was bent al- most double in weeding and caring for her plants, but she went throug) with it. Pretty soon her last crops will be ready to can and then she will fold up her tent like the Arab and come away as quietly as she arrived, Yet “over there’ many women and fronted with a|/!ittle woman has lived alone all sum-|chiidren are now enjoying the fruits group of white|Mer and answered the ery of “Carry |o¢ her endeavors and are the better tents, on, for her summer's work. Perhaps in ‘The sole occu-| It was by accident that I found her.| panta are a little woman and ber|!t seeined that some one was trying | steal her war garden produce, The eight-year-old daughter. Her hus- band having enlisted in war service | Police were called in ang I learned ihe th f She sought a means by |®out her activities, How, unafraid, at the front, she souEnt i ewaid fea [the held two men until the officers she ea aoe aMcaray came has already been told in the at she wal i news. ans May ui bi rag moun of This woman exemplifies the courage siz women who we that counts in the long run of human and plant the land with vexetables.|ongeavors, Her efforts are certainly Dut up the vegetables tn tins and end | worthy of note ana an example for them direct to women and children | other women to follow. When all is (on France. said and done the greatest war work | Arrangements had been mado by lig not for laurels or wreaths or med- | which a responsible person there Waals, but as a result of one's own con- |to distribute these products, so that the cold winter days, when little children are eating the products she provided they will send up a prayer of thanks to the American woman who sent them, They will not know her name, but never mind, She does not care for that, only that through her friend in France the food will reach the needy ones. ‘The little woman's nume is Mary McDonald, Her pluck and perse- verance is worth while recording to way nothing of her contribution to- ward winning the war. be Letters | Two Sons tn i Keep ¥ | Pe the Editor of The Evening World From the People 1s to/of management on the Jengineers and Public Scrvice Com- | mission to cut out the old subway at rt of the Read in your paper a letter entitled, | 424 Street. I am no engineer, but T j“iight Teasons Against Drafting |cannot see any reason why the old | Boys.” I am in full sympathy with | lines from the Bronx cannot continue eh to Brooklyn and South Fer- The Interborough claims it is very simple to take a west side train | throu the writer and agree most heartily | j with him or her, If the first Draft affecting men from twenty-one |and go up on the west side. How | p to thirty-one was more strictly en- | “bout taking @ west side train and coming out at the ft ‘ forced it would, in all just reasoning, ae ach ‘4 : Le ane side in th reatly increase our forces. I have ||, Rr The the 8 clals will change two dear sons who gave themselves |‘'# poor plan and accomme the our country and are now over | Public by cutting out so much chang- Lihere. It is not Inspiring to sec so | ‘28 880 iso the 1860 shuttle trains CONSTANT KEADER. {many other young men somehow escaping the draft.. Think something Wants Badge for Draft Exempts, should be done about this, as it will, To the Ka. The Evening W i be heartrending for me to give up & Several days ugo I ia last and baby son, who refuses to be from one of Your norega ¢yafted and who will soon be cighteen to men who have been rejected by years. If all the young men that are e draft board for physical rew. ‘ stilt in our midst were gone and my Whieh are Not apparent to casual ob gountry was still in need of my baby *ervation. Althou 1 am not , Lawould gladiy give him up. Am sure 9d enough to be ed, | have tried * chere are other mothers in my posi- Practically ¢ b servic jon. tnd have b 1 because of ear troubl lear rear about doesn't the the Editor of The Evening Government give us some t + such m regard to Gur new sul Yr 49 w button, to show Laat we have Seip ae sec cox piece! tried to do cur cont? £ RNADER, One Woman’s War Work By Sophie Irene Loeb Stories of Spies By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1018, by Tho Press Publialing Co, (The New York Evening World.) VY LA PLACE, the Spy With Two Names and Two Countries, 11 called herself “Fanny La Place.” “The yame, or rather the surname, was French enough; and Fanny clatmed to be French not only in name but by birth and fn all hor sympathies. The French military police, however, made certain uncom- fortable investigations, And they came to the following conclusions: First, that her name was “Felicia Pfast"—which has not quite as Gallic a sound as has “Fanny La Place.” Second, that though she claimed to have been born at Nancy In 1890, she was most assuredly farvmore Ger man than Freoeh. Her: (8 her story: When the war began fn 1914 Fanny chanced to be in Paris—or was there on duty for one of the Central Powers. She found that urgent business called ber to Metz, and received permisson to go there. At Metz she received news that her dearly beloved mother was {Il im Belgium, and to Belgium she went, braving all supposed dangers and o>- livious of the treatment accorded to women by the Garman armies there, | ‘This devotion to her mother did not go unrewarded, for—so the later accusation ran—her sick mother turned out to be a German Secret Service eblet. | This Seeret Service man held several private interviews with her, after which she went back to Paris, Fanny had had her full instructions. She knew what she was to do in Parls and with just what other German spies she was to labor and to what local Secret Service official she was to report. Apparently she did her contemptible work very well there in the French capital, where she had lived long enough to win the faith of those who had information to give and where her fierce protestations of loyalty to the Allicd cause deceived everybody into thinking her a true French patriot. Yes, she must have done her work well, for she was not only well paid for it but she received a new mission from her German masters. ‘This time she was sent to Marseilles on a piece of spying duty even more important than had been her task in Paris; and, according to her own Jater confession, the Germans promised her a reward of 5,000 francs (about $1,900) for the job. The admitted rule at the German spy headquarters in the Wilhelm- strasse is “big pay for big work; lesser work to be paid for in proportion.” German efficiency recognizes the need of spending huge sums of money to attain {ts espionage ends, but it revdlts at overpaying for anything. A schedule for German spy prices would be interesting to read. Some day it may be compiled. Fanny's job at Marsetlles was worth just $1,000 to Germany. But the sum was never paid and the job was never completed; for by this time the ever-virilant French police had begun xy mrnon ate eonaet “gterenrm sre" to take an unobtrusive but keer interest in Fanny’s Hor Evil Labors} ovoments. Cut Short. 8 - 3 3 carcely had she settled down to work at Mar- seilles when she was caught in the act of spying and was arrested, When she was asked what had brought her to Marseilles, Fanny frankly ‘ gamitted she had been sent thither to “gain military information.” { A fair trial was accorded to her, and at that trial she was found guilty and was condemned to death as a spy. Germany has tried to compare the case of Fanny La Place with that of the heroic Edith Cavell. But there was absolutely no similarity between the two. Fanny, by ner own confession, was a paid spy in the service of her alleged country’s enemies. By Roy L. McCardell him, her famiiy fight—that is, memt do, the minute they get te arried to get away from fimht-" x with The Jarr Family Copyright, 1916, by The Prem Prtiinhing Co, (The New York Evening World.) HHINGS were dull in the office Jenkins, the bookkeeper, beck- oned to Mr. Jarr with a secre- “Do me a favor, old pal?” asked | at Jenkins, ways “LT haven't but a dollar and thirteen cents, honest,” faltered Mr. Jarr. | “Oh, blow your dollar and thirteen her family,” said Jenkins, ve e tive finger. A pleading look was in cents for Thrift Stamps,” retorted|"“Of course, when she had all the his eye, said look saying plain as « blow this| brothers and d he ‘ words, ‘T would confor with thee in |207kin® impatiently, “And blow this) 8 and sand her aunts nese ¢ |) 160, any way you please!” And he|and her father and mother and her handed Mr, Jarra real two-dollar bill. | cvusins to fight with In Detroit—she's It being the close of the day’s work at the office, one of the hottest days of summer, Mr. Jarr had been keep- ing one eye on the Jatest war extra on his desk and another eye on the clock since 3 P. M., and, with the rest of the office force, wondering why the boss, with ‘his auto waiting outside, should linger in his office and kéep hard-working men on the Job almost till closing time. Mr, Jenkins beckoned again, but Mr. Jarr aguin ignored the sign, thinking {t presaged a hard-luck story and the request of financial ald ull Saturday, At this point Mr, Jenkins made the “Oh, that's different,” said Mr. Jarr.| from Detroit—she had better heulth. Vhat is it?” But she oroke down living in this “My brother-in-law is in town from |town with no relatives and only me Syracuse,” said Jenkins, “He'll be}: fight with, So that's the reason walting for me in Joe's place around | why we moved out to Bast Ma the corner when the office lets out.| “I don't care to hear your fy Won't you look after him this eve-| troubles," said Mr. Jarr, “Pal ning for me?” j your two dollars and let your “Look after him yourself!" replied | brother go home and cheer his sister Mr. Jarr shortly. “Do you think I'm/up by scrapping with her as in the going to parade around town with «| oar old days in their happy Detroit thirsty person from Syracuse with | home, if he's too old to be drafted." two dollars of your money and a| “Don't get me wrong dollar and thirteen cents of my own?” | cagerly. “Harry isn't a “He'll hardly cost you a cent. He's|all, He's agent for a too blue to enjoy himself,” explained | manufacturing company Jenkins, and he is a prince, serv in Sy A little melana signal of distress of the Sheltering | “Why don't you take him out hom=|choly just at present, but he doosu't Order of Wok-Wok, or Married Men’s| to East Mal You've been brag-| want to go to East Ma Besides, Protective Sodality. sidled over, “Well?” he grumbled. So Mr, Jarr|ging how beautiful everything is out there, even in August,” said Mr. Jarr “My wife is his sister, She's sore I'll be delayed going home to-night Uve bought something for the lawn and I'm afraid I'll have trouble with the gateman at the depot when I try sciousness. ° . . to have it carried aboard the train. they would reach the source for! This woman may truly feel that she M g f M t m S |If a bundle weighs over two pounds which they were intended has done her bit, for she has sacri- usings 0 a altri onla acker Jor is over a foot square they try to ‘Ae the time approached for the|fced something to do it. She has Willi | was out of order, I grabbed a robe.|keep you from getting on the train party to start upon their venture, one | worked all summer away from her B nf illiam V. Pollard |To udd to my misery, the blasted} with it. If you won't go with Harry one they dropped out for various | friends, and doubtless many, many Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World.) lelevators were not running Drunk | will you come with me?” ‘reasons. It would be too lonely, they |days were lonely ones, Alone she IV.—The Siren of the Telephone | with sleep, 2 Staggered from the top) “What is this example of art for hud other work to do, something else | struggled through the work of devel 1 summer during which I/forego the joy of hearing the music oor to the public telephone on the | suburban lawns? A cast irom atag, SALINE miprecasrOREhy) 0,” GRID AN Aro OF ANG ee | courted Sylvia I had taken no|of Hazel’s voice during business hours | ren eee nts nad hape Hretctean unin four fect across the [is A vacation, But when she jilted) because it interfered too much with] 04" 1 pictured all kinds of harrows|a, teas ae bar ented § to Restore Peace Told Lansing] me: aca toa quiet hovel en the south | my work, pen ow: land w naif?” asked Mrvdarn. | x ; tea hada yee psy Hear PewrrpeonTa LLY AL TOr LS It isn't anything of the kind! HE independence of no nation is {when a man stands { to face with | shore of Long Island, where the ocean Haas) was aot aallefos to walt) ‘But had I been wide awake I would |cried Mr. Jenkins. | sute, the Iberty of no individ- |death in its most terrible forms, God |#tretched in unhampered, unbroken until evoning to hear trom me. When |i 4.9 guessed that it was no other| “Then it's a fat Cupld, made of ual Js sure, until the military | will not desert him who puts his trust | freedom, |€ did not phono her she would phone despotism which holds the German |in Him, It is at such a time that the} ‘There I met Hazel, a pretty litle people in the hollow of its hand has | eternal verities will be disclosed, It] blonde—a perfect seashore sweet- been made impotent and h ys {is then, when men realige that exist- | heart, quite different from other girls forever, say's Secretary of State Lan-[ence ix more than this life and that} had known, She talked and flat- n the Humanitarian for Aug-|oVver our destinies watehes an tered and coquetted just enough, She »b- |powertul and o heartless Appeals to justice, mpaselonate was no clinging vine or igation, to honor, no lon avail they will stand amidst the storm of | squanderer of hard earned cash, Bhe with guel a power, There ts but on» |{bitttle unflinching and unafraid was just frivolous enough, just sen way to restore peace to the world,} [ the bond which thus to-day | sible enough; in fact, just right. by overcoming the physi. |unites the democracie f the New 1 knew almost immediately that 1 ‘ of German imperialism by 1 with those ef the Gid World | was booked for a real love affair and { m | res the hope of mankind, the only latter two weeks of perfect days and If enthusiam as 1 make, Postible surety to future generations | starlight nights [ had no wish t for anxiety, no on tol guided the nations into the paths of My vacation over, I went joyfully » of the conflict, | progress und of peace back to the office, Had I not Haze! ‘thuslasm and ardor not) if this bond of united | purpose |to work for now? und ra) the ben struggle ugainst the military power | to town we saw ¢ or every eves our euuse and on impli faith of Leussia, civilization would be again | ping and 1 phoned her once, at cn the arn of him who fights for the |itnanit centuries to emerge ipte che! we that our cofversations sometimes right An the pane of etress and peri, | full Light of liberty, z amen sre dasted wo hous, dinaly 1 bad to would have iy my aparument puone \than Hazel, who was suffering from |the most acute case of telephonitis I hed ever encountered. “Good morning, dearest,” warbled she, “I woke myself up purposely © that I coul. talk to you before yer | went to the office, Did you sleep we cast-iron too, but looking as thougu it were blown up with an alrpuup, This fat Cupid reclined in a cast» iron seashell ay big as a hood over a hotel range.” “I tell you it isn't anything of the , | sort, eithc@” blustered Jenkins, |me, Sometimes she called and six times a day, | Before long the office force noticed | that Hazel called me continually, and | they aii began to tease me, Hazel and |1 were engaged now, and I resented | having my flancee made a laughing me five Billy?" “Then it's a dow, a | stock, so I asked her not to telephone | Pl LB Com, & obyinirad maa beck ike naa Forgetting that T was talking to the |a8 big as a mustang, with a case. | i‘ . \girl 1 intended to marry and thinking |tron collar and a dangling length of | In December I took Hazel to our only of my bed, I said: “Por the love |broken chain that is just as natural junnual fraternity dance, which lasted} of Mike, Hazel, can't you Jet a man {as it can be—seeing tt ts made of until nearly 4 A. M. | was dog tired,| sleep!" And 1 pune Aly the receiver, jiron, like a real chain,” | Hazel was sweet and sympathetic,| lor months we bad spent our eve “It isn't anything of the Jas | asking, “How will you ever be ablo|DIMs# together, But on tbat particu. flan rij the sort Caste | asking, able a vcning when | Went to make my [ion statuary has gone up in price | to work to-morrow, durling?" “Let the real estate business perish. | not at home. I'll sleep until 8.30," sald [as T left} After dutifully trying three times | ner. lin vain to see her, I guve up, genu- : inely relieved that that was over I can only hope for his sake that the man Hazel married bas no objection to her telephonitis as much as I. For to me of all vices, telepbonitis is the most unforgivavie and tn a wife it woud certwialy Lave driven me mad, peace with Hazel I was told she was [till only millionaims can buy it since the war,” said Jenkins, “What I want you to help me me carry to the train ls a flag pole I bought at @ bar- gain sccond-hand—Jt was on the roof and blew down. It's a fine thirty. Jerr, ‘1' die for the vid Sag wet Mo. Lot It was 4.30 G. M. when I got to bed, | At T o'clock I was awakened by a call | to the telephone, With the greatest effort I got out of bed, As hard luck for the pole,”