The evening world. Newspaper, September 7, 1918, Page 10

Published Dally Except Sunday by the val rk Row, N RALPH PULITZER, J. ANGUS SH PH PULITZER,’ Jr., ME’ Amociated Prem is ex to it oF not otherwise WOLUME 60.000 sissvevsevees ECLARATION of a state of German cities, attempts to the At!antic. On the contrary, all This is not t'ie first time news from within the Central Empires. The Allies have learned to discount entirely authentic, being reprinted, Volks Zeitung. A notice published about what Gen. Foch h The great German retreat, belated internal combust'on. —War despatch. i That's them! ASHIN ‘ON officials of assume responsibility for the purpose of the up in tnis city. But will they uphold the methods which turned the raid ‘nto| . wholesale violation of the rights of The people of New York were subjected this week to a trying| experience. It is greatly to their civic credit that they bore insult and outrage inflicted in the name of the law without losing their heads or their tempers, ‘The kind of treatment to which thousands of persons were sub- ected by Division Superintendent army of slacker hunters might easily have resulted in riot and bloodshed. It is asking a good deal of a law-abiding citizen to expect him! meekly to stbmit to being kidnapped, loaded into an army truck and exposed to the jeers of a crowd—all without any formal warran: for Lis arrest, on the bare chance that he may be a draft slacker. New York has not been under martial law this week nor has it. been declared in 9 state of siege, like Berlin. | The whole lawless proceeding shows up as a deplorable example | of the danger and stupidity of putting police power into unaccus- tomed hands. Rounding up citizens is likely to seem an exhilarating pastime to » ~ young men entrus‘ed with the job temporarily and for the first time. The consequences of such methods have been made manifest in| one of the worst abuses of authority New Yorkers have ever had) to bear. It shonld be the first duty of the Department of Justice t> givo assurance that the crror will not be repeated. eS Something's sure wrong in the Fatherland, Hindenburg and Ludendorff again, both talking at once. ity Blorio, ESTABLISH®AD RY JOSEPH PULITZER. President, 63 Park Row. V, ‘Trea ER OF THD ASSOCIATED PRESS . ely entitied to the jie for recniblication of Aewoatetre Ted ies baer "wnd“Glov "the local ‘news (published herwn. AS THEY LEARN THE TRUTH. | tary evente in the Reichstag, the reported resignation of Imperial Chancelior von Hertling and rumored dissensions in the German Army command make highly interesting reading in connec- tion with the continuing Allied advance on the western war front. The Allies take grim note of these reports. At the present stage of the game, however, news of this sort will not cause the - Felazation of effort among the enemies of Germany on either side of the momentum by which the European Allies and America aro Fesolved to press on bo speedy, decisive victory. war party has been discerned in reports of strikes and political fer- ment permitted to leak through the German and Austrian frontiers. victory’in the field to bring the German people to their senses, Nevertheless, the decree declaring the Province of Brandenburg, including the City of Berlin, in a state of siege—under which martial law can be invoked to prevent discussion of German defeats—appears “frivolous and sometimes malevolent and traitorous gossip, exaggerating the transitory success of the enemy, casting doubt upon Germany's power for economic resistance and depre- ciating the wonderful achievements of the German troops who are victoriously withstanding the enemy.” } This is no smoke screen, but evidence of real fire. It has beon! impossible altogether to withhold from the German public the truth been doing to German armies in France.) ties of Americans and the real magnitude of the “American menace,” not to speak of the terror aroused by a dose or two of German mcdi- eine administered hy British air raiders on some of the Rhine sitica, have started something in Germany that may turn out to be serious If so, the surest way to fan the flame is to forget it and think only of how to rush to the front such masses of man power as shail, make the rout of German armies complete. ——_-+- The Americans north of the Vesle had to put their ma- chine guns in motor cars to keep up with the retreating foe. Give ‘em all the gasoline there is! | NEW YORK DESERVES CREDIT. | Prem Faruening Company, Nos. 63 to ew York. | rer, 63 Vark Row, Secretary, 63 Park Row. ' siege in Berlin, Breslau and other suppress debate on current mili- nallest such rumors can now only add to of unrest and disruption has come Again and again the hand of the these signs and to rely first upon in part at least, from the Cologne with the decree denounces realization of the fighting quali- the Department of Justice may ane VATA Bent No Let-Up! | EDITORI Saturday, Sep Copyright, 19 by The Pree Publ (Tue New York AL PAGE| tember 7, 1918 Evening By Maurice Ketten. Stories of Spies By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1018, by The Pross Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) NO. 56.—MLLE. X.; Belgian Heroine and Spy. N reports she was mentioned as “Mile. X."—her identity, for some reason, being masked. Though there seems no cause for making her anonymous, for, spy as she was, she was a heroine, too, And she gave her life for her country. She was a Belgian girl, and a true patriot. Inék dentally, she had a gift for drawing. And she had @ quick wit and unusual powers of observation. All this made her tremendously useful in the ow reer she picked out for herself. As you shall see, also, it cost her her life. It was in the early stages of the present war. Germany had overrun Belgium, and was ravaging northern France, All kinds of rumors were afloat as to the Boches’ next forward move. Then it was that Mile. X. planned to strike a blow for the Allles, She won the trust of an officer high in the German Army of occupation. Through his influence she visited local military headquarters. There she picked up some decidedly important information, together - with maps and plans. By playing on the vanity of the officer, over whom she had acquired so much influence, she learned still more. She also secured through him @ passport, allowing her to go to the neutral country of Holland. Thence it would be but a step to France, where she could lay before the French Government the Melplan Moreine startling facts she had learned. Tries ¢ Fie Perhaps she could not rely on her memory, Per= Ommmnnnmrrrrnnnreny haps she could not draw again the maps, &., she had made. In any case, she made full notes of all she had found out, including maps and plans, and traced them all on very thin paper. This precious paper she folded into the smallest possible space, and sewed it inside the lining of her hat “Her whole aim now,” writes George Barton, “was to get out of Bel- gium without being searched. She hired a conveyance and started for the border. At intervals of every few miles she was halted and interrogated.” Her passport, however, made these examinations easy. With the name of the all-powerful von Bissing signed to her certificate, she met with more courtesy than was accorded to most Belgian women by Germans. . Once or twice she was searched. But the searching was done In a per= functory manner, and by peasant soldiers, who knew little of the mysterice ot feminine apparel. c In this way she came to the final German outpost, at the very border hetween Holland and Belgium. In another few yards she would be free— free to carry her tidings to people to whom they would be of vital interest |and ald. 5 And at the border the last German sentinel halted her. ‘This time the interrogation was accompanied by a more careful search than before, Mile. X.’s luggage was ransacked. Her pockets and handbags were emptied, and the contents were pawed over. he man detailed to do the searching was clumsy. His awkward ef- forts to complete the job with Teuton efficiency i caused an amused little crowd to collect. ‘ ~“ @ | Oe The Last Search | at Border. In this curious group was a German officer’s wife. The searcher, after a long examination, grunted: “All right!” and was about to let the girl pass on, he officer's wife called out baterean you looked inside the lining of her hat?” The man answered sheepishly that he had looked inside the hat, but had not thought to search the lining. He now proceeded to sratch the hat from Mille, X.'s head and to rip up |the fimsy lining. Out fell the tight-folded papers. |" & minute later and the spy was on her way to the nearest guard-house between two German infantrymen, | A stone's throw from safety interference of another woman. | ‘The papers were carefully read by the local commandant At a glance their incriminating nature was apparent, . Mile. X. was at once put on trial as @ spy. She was found guilty and was shot. ie had been detected—and through the er round-| freeborn citizens? Coy ¥ vo A « De Woody and his undisziplined SS In a word Fellow news of ferred to Alli | found war work by some ee | gether, had held From Take Advi . ofr w Ty. Kalior of The Evening World: hqXour editoriat comment on rent mromieere is certainly very timely. fe is an insidious method used by these individuals, however, that heretofore has escaped notice and which is not only exceedingly profit- sable to them but will inevitably be ipllowed by serious consequences to the health, repose and comfort of the Great mass of apartment house dwell- ers in New York City. Bimultaneously with the movement to raise rents there is a tendency to niggardly economy in the manage- ment of apartment houses, such as inadequate use of fuel in cold . weather, reluctance and in most in- ces a positive refusal to make most necessary repairs, an un- Warranted decrease of the essentiai personnel employed. The employment of cheap and inefficient help will in- itably be followed by bad sani- lary conditions. When remonstrated h the profiteers invarigbly put the on what y_ conveniently “war conditions.” Every possible of compliance with the obliga- @ landlord owes to his tenant cplained by the “war con- “in war and another in a|iission, with the great fundamental Jowller station, this has been dis-| principle of democracy as its war cry the People | Belted, Side by side rich and poor|! should like to see this great spirit are laboring together. Class di f human relationship daily continuod hensible acts on alleged conditions nel gee . nat were me Oauaaa’ ne the ar Hib og Bay Hon® tinction has been largely eliminated | o its highest capability. Vest of undeserved and unearned |A Closer relationship has been I should like to see every rich profits, To my mind they are guilty tablished between people who were|woman reach down and help her of treason in “ame me te thtee ‘whbia a one bh nd af formerly far apart that could neve; | poorer sister get on her feet. I should statutes define as amenable to the full rigor of the laws. A Word from a Box 0 ‘To the Editor of The Evening World Apropos the criticism of "B, 8," in| which he states that women might take the place of treasurerg in the box office of theatres, permit me to state that bia remarks are evidently not prompted by his patriotism but rather by his grudge against all treasurers, Many of the treasurers of this city have enlisted and are now doing their bit at the front, The treasurers as well as members of their families are doing more than their si the cause for democracy. If 8." | would aot as a treasurer for one day | he would soon ascertain why women vain bird. are not employed. He evidently thinks it is a sinecure, Let him or any woman attempt to act as treas- urer of a theatre where there is an advanced sale of eight weeks and I assure you that neither of them will have any money comieg at the end of ~ tore, Treasurers a! Ware come in condemnation, no matter how | and polke they may be, HH, M, | all."—Pit 3, | terest of co Man, this cond: “No, of “Well, Serie sated Lose that It is good beyond m “The War Has Brought People Together By Sophie Irene Loeb | yyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co days ago while travelling the coal ship As , men, women travellers the day, and ers. patriotic aloof from our common ition. course not.” at's funny, region L | strongly impressed by the feel- ing of goodfellow was that has swept the country we went driving by in ou: machine, others passing us waved and smiled, ‘The workmen along the way would give Us a good cheer as we passed them and children all seemed to show a friendly spirit that was not there before the war. along the where we stopped would discuss war way always re ‘our boys" and “our side.” In loving terms they spoke of “our and their brave fight short, @ feeling of closeness to others has spread throughout the country In little towns where 1 stopped | everywhere Always present is th: big house donated for their comfort person, women of all classes are working to there wer Always Where formerly many a little group have come about except in the in use, ure to fin he truth SISTER SUE'S LITTLE BROTHER. OTHER was out, and Sister Suc was putting on her best blous so six-year-old Bobby had to entertain Sue's young man, way with his kind, he began to ply the unfortunate caller with questions, “Mr. Brown,” he began, “what is a! popinjay?" | “Why—er—a popinjay is a—eh— “Are you @ bird, Mr, Brown?" As is the | Mother said you were @ popinjay and father said there was no doubt about your being @ jay, and Sue sald there didn’t seem to be much chance of your poppi: now you say you aren't a bird at taburgh Chronicle- ‘aph. The New York Evening World.) | that the world is getting better, re- gardless of the wir. - Everywhere his state of affairs should be en- | couraged, For, after all, many peo- | ple have found themselves in this pro ss of J ning hands for the gen- eral good. One of the reasons is be- cause idleness has been made the sign of the slacker, Each must play his part I know a very rich for a woman who, long time, insisted that, war} or no war, she was to be catered to} and coddled and humored, ‘To-day | she is down in the congested area of the city conducting meetings with nothers in the interest of war work ind in kee the spirit of Ameri- anism alive, Most of her servants have gone to the front and she has learned to with much less than she ever did before, It is surprising how little one can get along w if one only tries. \nd it is also astonishing how much we demanded before, because we nuld readily get it. If there was ver an era of self-reliance it 1s to- lay. If there ever was a time when real brotherho: 8 fullest possibilit nd sisterhood bad 8 it is now, And yet there are those who have not yet awakened to the war and its and sin no more.” I should like to see the childless woman go into the home of the sorely tried mother of many ond relieve her burden a bit. I should like to see the man with millions make it easy for the young fellow to go forth in the fight, with the assur- © that when he comes back bis dependents will have fared well and that his place of work will be waiting. I should like to see the true manly spirit displayed in helping the woman worker who has taken the place of the man so that she may have equal pay for equal work and that she may be helped over the hard places, I should like to sec each person take it upon himself to find the mother of the soldier and buoy up her spirits and make her feel that somebody understands and sympa- \thizes with her and that the world is closely akin, In short,+the great feeling that ts being “found everywhere in which strangers regard themselves as brothers has a great opportunity to | spread, Yet each must do his share, you doing yours? Are wiped the bar; him. clientele?” Mr, Jarr inquired. about,” said Gus, “But me like you. I Hquor store the durability of the war.” The Jarr Family marked Mr. Jarr, with that affabil peculiar to the bearer of bad news. Gus gave him a sour look as he it was no news “Weil, can’t I sell them near boers, that ‘Beeveedes’ and ‘Hopo'?”" asked, “Do* you think those denatured beverages will appeal to your present “EL don't know what you are ta'king if you are saying you are a rummy it don’t make run a respectable and I don’t want the trade of rummies. So I am just pleased to be put out of business for “Ls that why the rummies are not here? Have you chucked them out?” asked Mr, Jarr, “Are you beginning to cater to near-beer-addicts al- ready?” “For the last tithe I ask you not to By Roy L. McCardell slackers!” said Gus, shortly. Ccpyright, 1918, by The Prous Publishing Ce, | insult my place with them cracks “If you | (Tho New York Evening World.) what you make!” replied the indig-| was home mit your wifo.getting your J 6c“ LL, Gus, I note this tife-| nant Gus. “My trade is from the] supper it wouldn't be such a hard W saving station will b®/ nest people in this neighborhood, and| world, There's your wife home mit closed after July 1, 1919! 7 ain't going to admit you to give it; an apron on, cooking with the gas for the duration of the war,” re-| 4 pad name.” stove, and you out having a good time spending all the money you make! “I know your wife roasts me and thinks I keep you from going home,” continued Gus, in an outburst of clvic rigMeousness. “Shame mit you! & feller what has a wife what stays by the house and don’t go in fancy clothes, spending all the money in the stores, and riding in automobiles!” This last remark was occasioned by the sound of an automobile passing by the place. Involuntarily both Gus and Mr. Jarr looked out of the window,’ and there was Mrs. Jarr passing by in great state, with Mrs, Stryver and Mrs. Mudridge-Snfith, in the latter costly and ornato electric automobile, “Aha!” said Gus. “I knew it. Now ‘your wife she is a sport, too! That ain't that Mrs. Stryver’s car. Say, is it your wife's? Where did she get ¥| “You aren't going to ‘admit’ me?” repeated Mr. Jarr. “That is what I sald,” replied Gus. “Just for that you*can't have any- thing but a soft drink; that’s all you could get next Chuly, anyhow.” “Gee! I though some of the bunch would be in here," said Mr. arr, dolefully, “But it's no wonder, First you have insulted and drove them away, and now they know the place will be closed anyway—in nine months!” “Look at the clock in the face!"} cried Gus. “It 1s suppertime _for every decent man, That's why I am the only person in the place. My bartender, Elmer, is off having his dinner, too. So why ain't you getting yours?” “1 don't want any dinner,” said Mr, Jarr, gloomily. “Gus, this is a hard world for a man too old to fight, too poor to pay his bills!” “It's a hard world for slickers and} to bh as “It was presented to us by the Bo- clety for the Improvement of the Con« dition of the Poor,” said Mr. Jarr, Ellabelle M Copyright, 1018, by The Press \Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World.) | JOAULABELLD MAB DOOLITTLE, E the noted poetess of Delhi, is | writing a new book of poetry and | will have it ready for publication in| about three weeks. Interviewed about | | Miss Doolittle said: “These poems will be of the homely ke to see the so-called good woman vke her erring sister by the hand and ive her the sympathy id finally say to her t she needs, jo thy way FOND MOTHER CRITIC. XCENTLY an entertainment was R given by the pupils of a public school, ‘The fond mothers of nearly all the youngsters we sembled in the audience, boy orator of the occa p AS- Finally the sion arose. ‘riends, Romans and countrymen,” he began, in @ loud voice, “lend me your ears," “There!” whispered one of the fond mothers to the, woman next her, "I knew it! Just like his mother! “Just like his mother!" returned the other, wondering! “Yes,” answered the first, “He's Mary Jones's boy. He wouldn't be his ,|mother’s son if he didn't want to borrow ‘Telegraph, something.” — Philadelphia |sort, I have soared to the heights at- \tainea by Walt Whittier and those other high-brow fellows, and I have decided the people prefer the homely rhyme, One section of my book will lbe devoted to poems about the ani- |mals we know so well. There will be an ode to the cow, and another in | reference to our good friend, the pl |" «1 don't: suppose,” said the reporter, scribbling rapidly In his notebook, “that you will touch on the fly.” “Indeed, 1 shall," came the young woman's reply. “One of the best poems in the book will be called “The Fly Is Nigh.” ‘Then the reporter made a faux pas, “Since the poems are to be of the it by @ Bazoo reporter the other day.) nas loves her home, flushed to her hairpins. “Sirt" she replied, haughtily. are insulting. question.” at is returned to Mr. you are fond of your home.” But explanation and threw out of the house. Elisha Q, Pertle, editor thoughtlessness, away he the interview, but poems intended for When he several them, One, entitled Mule,” follows: ‘The gol ok mule looks o'er yon fence, And brays to me, “Goal morning!" He is & very bani-working old gent, ‘The break of day adorning, homely sort,” he said, “will you have one about yourself?” He meant it as a compliment, the idea being that Miss Doolittle, despite her world-wide fame, is a girl who we his tail to rout the files, at iasues no complaint, Unlike curtain men, be tells mo lies, And » drinking male be ain't, I have an idea P. Pettibone put you up to asking that ae Doolittle The fair poetess “You Bilas understood Miss Doolittle Pettibone his ring and that the engagement is off.) 'No, Miss Ellie," replied the fright- ened reporter. “I meant to infer that the poetess would accept no the reporter of Bazoo, called in person later in the day and apologized for the reporter's w had not only material for of the book and Miss Doolittle'’s permission to print “The Good Old hat's the Fresh Air Fund, ain't Gus inquired, said Mr, Jarr, myself, I wouldn't ride in it." Gus regarded him in amazement, “There, there, my good fellow,” said Mr. Jarr loftily. “I know what you would say. It is on your tongue to remark ‘Never look a gift automo- bile in the radiator.’ But with me it is ‘noblesse oblige,’ you know. I can never forget that I am descended 4 from Eduard Jarr de Jarr, whose an- cient Chateau de Jardieniere is right opposite the Jardin de Paris. How I trembled for that ancient artistie edifice and the art treasures it eon. ae the povinns are formers 98 V8 | aay every time the German long {range gun dropped a shell in Paris!" gowned in concrete alapaca gingham- Why, I never knowed a word about ette, trimmed with litte blue bean- cried the amazed Gus bags and artificial dandelions, She ; Yes, and we are connected with bowed gracefully and, holding up one). ramous Mra, Jarley of Jarley's band, said: “Of course, ladies, you are all fa- bbe Worse id Mr. Jere le iailliar with the mule, He is a sincere id . s ; ; friend and I mean to back him up.” ae things, You wouldn't believe “Let him be and he'll back himself ap,” said Mrs, Polly Whoop, a very modest member with @ wonderfyl sense of humor, The slender girl merely smiled, ‘Then, with a little hifchy step for- ward, she read the poem while all else was still. When the echo of the 1: . Mne had died away the ladies ap- plauded with great gusto, All were pleased. “For By Bide Dudley She was not hurt, the little ericket, Be careful, you careless Hinda, But, as I was saying about the male, 1 think be is @ dandy, A certain man, who la such @ fool, Has sent me a box of candy, When the Women's Betterment League met in Hugus Hall that after- noon the promptress announced she had persuaded Miss Doolittle to attend and read her mule poem in order to give it the dramatic effect it loses in mere publication, the ent the ‘Oh, I believe you when you tell me things like that!” said Gus, “If you are nobility people you got the right to brag, Maybe after the war yoyr family will get promoted, tool’* “But you've hurt my feelings!" ims sisted Mr, Jarr, “Yes, yes, but I didn’t know them thin said Gus. “I'd ax you rm take a drink, but that might breaking military laws,” sarid@g