The evening world. Newspaper, September 3, 1918, Page 14

| | A Moth ESTARLISI Publi#hed Daily Except Sunday by the Prost Publishing Company, Nos. 53 te # Wark Row, New York. RALPH PULITZER, President, 63 Park Row. J. ANGUS SHAW, ‘Treasurer, 63 Park Row. JOSEPH PULITZER, Jr, Secretary, 63 Park Row. R, Men The Amociated Drew ig en qredited to it of not otherwise credited in this paper and VOLUMF 59 T ling, also the Imperial reply to the message from the City of Berlin on the anniversary of the Battle of Sedan, contain characteristic later Hohenzollern heroics about the “defense of Ger- many’s existence” in the face of the bloodthirsty foe “who persists in the desire to ann‘hilate us.” ® The “All-Highest” begins to squeal like a Rhine city bombed for the first time by the Allies according to approved German methods. That any considerable portion of the German people can continue to swallow this Imperial bunkum about a brutal, merciless world bent from the first upon the downfall and dismemberment of the Father- iand, is incredible. The Kaiser had better have stuck to Kultur ond OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS, asively entitled to the use for remiiration of al) news Aamatdhee ed ASU alge and aloo "the Toval ews (lobed hereake IMPERIAL INSENSATENESS. HE Kaiser’s birthday congratulations to Chancellor von Hert- Conquest, which were at least mutually reconcilable and consistent. | If the war dvnasty in Germany is reduced to the one hope of rousing Germans to despairing effort by hints of terrible enemy ven- geance, thon the days of that dynasty are indeed numbered. Mil tarism, as worshipped in Germany, cannot last long when its high priests admit they have no longer anything but a defeat-riddled, erumbling idol to show the people. | Militarism thrives only on success or the illusion of succs It} ir already tottering when it sees nothing left but to beg Germans to save Germany from destruction at the hands of an implacable foe. | There is more intelligence than that in Germany—once defeat! and terror quicken it. When the Kaiser goes so far as to represent. Germany to the “erman people as a nation struggling to keep from| sinking under the blows of its conquerors, he may well startle that, intelligence into anwonted paths, wherein, however, guides—German guides—are not locking. Who supplied one of the briefest, most comprehensive answers to} the question: Why has Germany so many enemies? a member of the Reichstag: “It does not require many words to explain why almost the | whole world {s arrayed against us. The answer !s given quickly. The whole world sees among our enemies more or less developed forms of democracy. In us it sees only Prus- sians.” A German and Meaning by I'russians, supporters of autocracy, militarists, in- stigators of war and exponents of ruthlessness and barbarity. “Elevate the conscience of mankind and light up the Ge-man Louse also,” urges Maximilian Harden, than whom there is no clearer thinker in Germany. “Then what the enemy demands too loudly, but what we in secret feel to be a necessity, will come to Pp i “The responsibility of the peace that must come cannot ‘be carried by a Kaiser or by a dynasty, but by the whole people the German nation. Democracy cannot be stopped. It has become the Kaiser's own paramount need.” While out of Bavaria has echoed since early last year the prophec: » “Even as France avoided terrible peace conditions by de- posing Napoléon, so Germany, faced by the vision of final catastrophe, will one day be driven to decide on deposing the King of Prussia.” | The work of the Allied armies in their great forward movement. on the weste.n war front is only expedited by the Kaiser in thesa| desperate, albeit kigh-sounding, appeals, which more and more reveal to the German people the powerlessness of their war lords aad the necessity of specd'!y taking thought to save themselves, ‘ ————_-+-____. Incomes promise to become so expensive under the new . Tax Law that few can afford to have one. Letters From View of the Service Quen To the FAitor of The Evening World: ‘The most interesting, the truest article you have ever printed in your paper was Martin Green's comment on slackers. I have repeatedly made simflar statements, especially since my son—my only child—was sent to the other side, He ts just twenty- one—and was called out a year ago, as he belonged to the 8th Const Guard. He is the grandson of a Civil ‘War veteran, who gave his right arm to bis country, and I can't imagine htm not being “over there.” But why discriminate? Why take my only gon and permit countless German mothers to keen their four or five sone here at home? ‘Walk down Sixth Avenue at lunch- eon time, between 234 and 80th | the boys, People T went to a theatre recently and was surprised to see so many nfen (7) of draft age present who were not in uniform. If married men Without children, whose lazy wives do not even work for the Red Cross, had been taken our infants and grandfathers would not have to reg- ister next week. The question is: “How do they get away with it?” AN AMERICAN MOTHER, More About the Slackers, the Editor of The Evening Work!: After reading Mr. Martin Green's article in your paper I certainly agree with him about the slackers, First of all I know there are many men who can't go into the army for one thing or the other, but that doesn't mean that they can have food time and hang around the streets and go joy-riding, &c, Those HRS JOHN 9, Tuesday, Sep ‘EDITORIAL PAGE Bea Yes, AND GLAD To BE Back WE COULDN'T SueeP | WANTED To BE THERE. 1A ELECT A, vr UM PLACE For Joun'S VACATION “Nikolai Lenine the Marat of Russia IT MAKES JOHN APPRECIATE HIS HONE WHEN HE COMES BACK - | man, And he begun to shadow him, This was not an easy process, ter Bril himself was in hiding and dared not stir abroad until nightfall. And | Van der Blank seeried to know he was followed, for he stuck to the most brightly lighted and crowded streets in his evening walks. But Louis persivted, And at last he hit on a way of getting the de- traver into his power. 2 ‘arly one evening Van der Blank received a perfumed note in a feminine hand asking him to be at a certain dark street at 9 o'clock that night. | | after the fugitive. Stories of Spies By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) No. 55-—LOUIS BRIL, Spy and German Spy-Killer. 1% was a thin, under-sized, yellow-haired, blue-eyed gian, still in the early twenties. He was a thrifty, working little chap whose one recreation was chess, His name was Louis Bril and he lived in Brussels. ” Just before the war broke out, in 1914, he was Paris. But he had come back to Brussels to see parents at the time Germany’s tron fist seized his by the throat. ei Louis at once offered his services for the army, For some reason he was not accepted as an active sel- | dier. But the Government, none the less, use of him. He slipped through the cordon of steel and got to Paris on a seeret 5 mission. § A little later he crept back into Brussels, still in the pursuit of Bis — chosen work, i It was while he was living, ir hiding, in the city of his birth, that news came of the execution of Edith Cavell. Ongthe heels of these tidings came the rumor that the gallant little Englishwoman had betn betrayed to her death by a rencgade @elgian—the blackguard known as “Van der Blank,” whose story I have already told. e At first the betrayer’s name was not known, But this did not lessen | the hatred that blazed up against him in the narrow chest of Louis Bril.) Louis swore to track down the man to avenge Mias | Cavell's death, % the Traitor The German General, von Bissing, in command» at Brussels, had been making life a torture for .the | emrmrrrnrnrnrnrnn——rr~ > Belgians. His most drastic proclamation had Deen j) that any man found with firearms in his possession would be at once put’ to death. iM In spite of this warning and in spite of von Bissing's horde of epies, |) young Louis Bril always carried a couple of little automatic pistols with || him, His line of work compelled him to protect himself. One night as he was playing chess with a friend, Bril whipped out these pistols and an- |. nounced: “Ore of the bullets in these I shall never rest until I kill him It does not matter how or when Louis Bril discovered Van der Blank’s idontity as tne man who had cvused Edith Cavell's death. It is said that suspicion first reste’ on Van der Blank when he was seen buying champagne for two actresses ac an expensive cafe the day after his victim's execution. | He was known to be hard up, and people began to conjecture how he had~ suddenly become so flush, At any rate, Louis became convinced that Van der Blank was the guilty y —eeee He Swears to va | for the man who betrayed Miss Cavell! He went to the ad- ‘The lure was too strong for the victim's prudence. » dress named in the note. fowprccneectcn tee iett A few hours later he was found by the pollee Followingtne Trails sing gead in the mud of the street, with two auto. ' of Suspect. matic pistol balls in his body. Geer T The Belgian police took no steps at all toward arresting his slayer. So apathetic were they that in a week or two the German authorities took the case out of their hands. It was necessary for the peace of mind and the efMfciency of Germany's other local spies that this mysterious spy-killer be tracked down and pun- ished. eneWhere the Belgiaus had falled, the Germans succeeded. They got on | Brit's trail. One night as he was returning to his room some plain clothas men sought to selze him, Bril broke away and fled into a house and up to its roof, the police close | temnd him, He made a twelve-foot leap to the house next door. The polic dared not follow across the chasm, so they merely emptied their pisto!s | For the moment, Louis got away. But soon afterward he was captured. He was tried by court martial and was condemned to die. The next morning he was shot to death tn the prison courtyard, Slav Premier’s Career Almost a Parallel to That ‘of | «1 property, prosecution of the Rus- Man Who Inspired French Reign of Terror By James IKOLAI LENINP, Revolutionary Premier of Russia, lies wounded by the hand of a woman, And a new Charlotte Corday stands forth from the turmoil of Russian affairs. Just as Jean Paul Marat, firebrand of the French Revolution, was stabbed b the famous Charlotte, so Lenine was shot by Dora Kaplan, a gir! terrorist. There is a strong kinship between Marat and Lenine, although of differ- ent race and generation, Just as Marat was a man of standing in the scientific world, and with every rea- son to foster the ruling classes, 80 Lenine was descended from the nobil- ity. Neither man won political emi- nence until well on in years, and both were struck down while atill in the seat of power. Marat died at the age of fifty, Lenine was recently forty- seven. Of the two Marat perhaps was the more merciless, although Lenine proved himself to be a relentless master, Open the pages of any French history dealing with the revo-~ lutionary period, substitue the name of Lenine for Marat, and the annals of 1793 might well serve for an ac- count of current events in Russia, When revolution began to sweep through France during the last years men who are Fejected, why don't they try to do some other work for the Government? This isn't a private war, is it? No, it's a war that not only our brave lads over there can wet into, but it’s a war that doth men and women and children must help to win, A man who 1s fit to go over and does not should certainly be ashamed to look a mother in the face who has lost a son there, Read the marriage Hcenses and see how many are getting Streets, I venture to say no one ever) hears English spoken there, although | sufficient men may be found there at| that time to form a regiment. And/ my on and thousands of other| American boys go to France to fight. | Why allow foreigners to enjoy our treedom if they are not going to fight to preserve it? AN AMERICAN MOTHER. What « Mother Thinks, To the Editor of The Brening World | Having read an‘ article tn your) married that should be tn uniform, paper by Martin Green, would like| Most of the men are too selfish to to say that he must have taken @ give up good positions to do their walk through Harlem and the Heights) bit, It is true. I have seen, for I am and seen our men (7) who are not! private secretary during the war in uniform, How these youths have| (taking my husband's place), and I fooled the Exemption Boards I cannot) have three*sons, two over there and understand, Now that women have one in the Navy, I am in Wall Street, the vote I think we should be on these | and if there is any one who thinks beards. 1 do not think we could have|I am not telling the truth let them the woo! pulled o of slackers who married at the time) and see for themselv of the draft, or a few months before, | will sa who are strolling around in Palm| mothers, &c." I shake hands with h suits. The poor boys in France Martin Green, for he certainly knew A th ts to keep cool, what he was talking about. perive iw ous ve wee . Perhaps they ‘Well, those boys may have fn our eyes. I know|come down here during lunch hour | lof the olighteenth century, Marat |gave up a profitable practfe and Joined the extreme group of radicals. He already had written some notable | things along political lines and would jhave been called a Socialist had ho llived in our time. Once the revo- lution gained strength Marat emerged las a leader, He cried for the head of bis king, for the heads of the no- bility, and any other head that seemed to stand in the way of his plans, Opposing elements of the rev- olutionary movement strongly dif- fered from his programme of general annihilation against the ruling classes and seisure of property. Presently Marat found himself pur- sued from pillar to post. The Gov- ernment searched every corner of Paris for him, and his republican | opponents were just as anxious that he be put out of the way, But Marat was not to be easily beaten. He be- C. Young Copyright, 2918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) disease and poverty. But he kept his paper in circulation, with a price Upon his head, and a bonus offered for every copy the Government could seize. Now the Revolution flamed into full life. Marat came forth from his cellars to power, The mob was with him, ‘The Reign of Terror began. He was the soul of that terrible period, | be never known. the insatiable satyr who ever cried for blood, And blood ran in streams. Louis was led to the block and the | best of France followed, Then came | July 13, 1793, A young girl sought | out Marat and sent word that she had the names of new enemies to be sacrificed, He ordere’t her admitted. And Charlotte Corday inflicted a! fatal wound on the man who had sent so many to their death. Char- lotte was inspired by a patriotic zeal for her country and believed that she had save¢ France by ending the life of Marat. Only a few changes are necessary in this brief story to make it the his- | tory of Lenine, But Lenine began earlier than Marat. At seventeen he was expelled from a Russian univer- sity for his too lMberal views. Then| he started to upbulld a Soctalist doc- trine of the most extreme type, This} led to Governmental prosecution and| a sentence to Siberia, He returned in time to take a leading part on the famous “Red Monday.” Afterward he escaped to Switzerland, and lived abroad until the Russian monarchy collapsed. Then Lenine crept back through Germany and gained the reins of government. Since that time Russian political events have followed @ crazy course, It {s common knowl- edge that Lenine and the group he represented have favored seizure of OUR POST OFFICE THE LARGEST. EW YORK’S Post Office, on N Eighth Avenue, between West Bist and West 33d Streets, | the largest post office building in the > A HOLY MIXTURE, ERE are 168 religious denomi- gan publication of a rabid paper, | printed nobody knew where, and [edited in first one collar of Paris, | then another, Marat became known UWS, as “the gewer rat,” was besos by | fifteen Kings of Methodist Bre seat’ world, nations In the United States. sian bourgeoisie, and at least coun- tenanced the murder of former offi- cers and men of station. So the pro- gramme of Marat was repeated. But Lenine has not lived by the schedule he prescribed for others. After gaining power the radical of all the radicals turned to cushioned mo- tor cars, exclusive quarters and fine living. He is even reported to have been called “Your Majest; Vari- ous reports have intimated that he was, bribed by Germany and had laid hold of much treasure from Rus- sian shrines, The truth of that may Notwithstanding pressure from without and within, Lenine kept his dizzy seat, But only until the time that a woman attracted his attention, following a political meeting, and then shot him. Following the death of Marat, France began to slowly recover from its or@y of bloodshed and gradually sanity returned. Will this be true of Russia? By Sophie Copyrigt.t, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World.) OME time ago, in answer to an article appearing in these col- umns, "A Valuable Cripple,” many letters came to me, The story was that of a crippled citizen who mends furni- ture and = shoes and has made himself one of the most reliable workers of his section. During the week I was travelling through the coal re- gions in ‘The Evening World's in- vestigation of the fuel situation, Go- ing through the little town of Cham- bersburg, Pa, I stopped to get gaso- line for our motor, The place was a grocery store, and in front of It, on the pavement, was the usual red gas- oline tank, Nobody seemed to be about, but before I had time to alight Successful Though Sightless | lingly offered to go back to procure more. We had never been served more promptly during our whole trip-* through three States. Afterward I! learned something about this biind man, Irene Loeb from the car a middle-aged man came out and in a pleasant voice said: “Do you want some gas?” I told him that we did and the} For years he has conducted th number of gallons. The man reached | little grocery store. It is all his own up on the tank to bring the hose/and he has made a good living. In down and then asked us if we would | his reflective moments in the grocery please put the nozzle of the hose in) store he heard hundreds of moters- the gas tank. He walked over several | whizz by, and came to the conclusion feet to where the handle of the gaso-| that he might as well put a gas tank line machine was located, which he|!n front of his place and secure this turned until the required number of] added business, gallons were pumped out. “Will you have some oil?” he in- quired, Being answered in the af- firmative he went to a cellar door on the street nearby, began fumbling | about to open it, and then for the| first timo we realized that he was| blind. He proceeded into the cellar, re- turned with the oil and asked us if we would please put it into the car. | A discussion followed as to whether we had enough oll, and the man wil- As a wise soul has said, “Fate handed this man a lemon and he made lemonade out of it.” Here he is, & most useful person. In these times he is more necessary than ever, For he is taking the Place of one who can see to go to the front, Though sightless, his vision ts far- seeing indeed. He is not only inde- pendent, but assisting others, He sives employment to a young boy. who helps him, And he has othe: ; | close to him, whom he aids in thete Copyright, 1018, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World.) R. JARR turned his latchkey with a quick, angry movement, slammed open the door to the Jarr menage, thrust his hat upon the hall rack and strode heavily into the front room of the flat, folded his arms and gazed in sullen silence down upen the darkling street below. Mrs, Jarr had pattered in from the dining room at the sound of his en- trance, but was not quick enough to execute a flank movement and get in front of him to extort the usual home-coming kiss. “Why, Edward, wha’ with you?” she asked, behind bis sullen figure. “You've got me in a nice mess, you have!” he replied. “Me!” asked Mrs. Jarr, in alarm, “How?” “You and that overdressed and un- derbrained Clara Mudridge-Smith!" said Mr. Jarr. “What connection have I with your lady friends?” asked Mrs, Jarr icily. “I'm only your wife. If you have got- ten in any trouble on her account you cannot drag me into the matter! | But everybody warned me—even her own husband suspected the truth! Oh! On! Oh!" the matter she stood I There are fifteen kinds of Bap- Usts, twenty-one kinds of Lutherans, twelve kinds of Presbyterians, and And Mrs, Jarr looked to see how she stood from the sofa, If one is to have hysterics one might as ‘them comfortably. ieee are 4 The Jarr Family well have | “Oh!” said Mr. Jarr sharply, “I'm not mixed up with her, and you know it, except I'm the big boob and the fall guy and Patsy and Sweeney.” When one is extremely agitated slang, like swearing, is first aid to Injured feelings, especially with men. Mrs, Jarr looked her amazement, and Mr. Jarr proceeded to enlighten her. “You know you got me to help her in her fool notion to go over scas in a uniform for something or other! You encouraged her In it, Said you'd like to go too and take the children! ‘And I'm the goat! I never got in wrong on my own account! I never got in a fight that I started in my life! I never got in a family fuss or a neighborhood feud for anything [ did! But I'm always little Mr. Fix-It, everybody's friend! Then I get all (he kicks and all the blame! Weil, serves me right! But never again!” Please tell me what's the matter, Edward?” said Mrs. Jarr, who sew he was genuinely agitated. “What have I done? What has that silly Clara | Muldridge-Smith done?” *wwell, you know that woman was crazy to fo ON over seas to join the entertainment forces, and I was fool- ish enough to introduce her to the only By Roy L. McCardell effort to make a living. What I said about the “valuob>: cripple” is even more emphasized in this case. He has carefully “planned his work and worked his plan." ‘This | Meant more to him than to the crip | ple who could sea, Slavin. I thought this ignoramus would disgust her with the stage in the beginning and t .t would end it.” “Has she run off with young Sla- vinsky?”" asked Mrs. Jarr. “Of course she hasn't!” replied Mr. Jarr, “Why does everybody always think she's going to elope with some- body—with Jack Silver—with me and now with Sidney Slav\a—Slavinsky? Take it from me, she's not quite that big a fool, She knows she's got a good thing, being the petted wife of a doting, wealthy old husband!” “She's always saying how thrown away her life,” ventured Mra. Jarr. “Nobody would be surprised if she did elope with somebody. That's why I thought it would be a good thing if she did go abroad on war en- tertainment work,” “Young Slavinsky, the big ignor- amus, takes Mrs, Mudridge-Smith to see the War Entertainment Board, and I, thinking it a good joke, let him It meant figuring out exactly how many steps It would take to go from the store door, descend the steps, go out to the pavement and perform the various operations necessary to selling his wares to the passerbdy. into the cellar, locate the ofl, put it into the container and return with it | to the buyer, It meant—well, only the blind can know what painstaking effort it re- quires to perform the work of those who can see, she's Here he {s, @ business man, if you please, Handicapped though he may be, he does fot want you to feel that he is. He seeks to serve you well, Instead of being a community bur- den he is an ald to that community, He does not want to be a liability but an asset, do it, Old Smith thinks she's really | 1 aoulg neh bela wondering about going to commit elocution in the| 1 (mtn eee Pelastal that are trenches, and raises the dickens with | in. work te he dene eee and me, says I'm encouraging his. child| soe unlike this man, thee nes wife to le: ” is Man, 'y will want ve him, and hott If-relin ; o be self-reliant and not charitable arges, It is up to us to meet them * more than half way, - Her husband was making his will, stage person I knew who is doing war entertainment — old man Slavinsky's pon, who used to sing at the moving pictures, and calls himself After all, these unseeing soldiers ) will want to feel chat the milk of hu- man kindness is handed out to them at least in equal measure to that tn’ which they spilled thelr blood, leaving everything to his relatives in case she went to war, and would Mr, Jarr come over and say it was all his fault that she ever thought of such & thing? It meant knowing how to gO down? Y