The evening world. Newspaper, October 29, 1918, Page 16

se cee — ee ee a ee CUr MU G Clava ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. jew Ina Precigent, 63 Park Row. Ww, rer, 63 Park Row. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRES alt Sree tee ce eo VOLUME 59. THE DEBACLE. 'NAULE longer to endure the sufferings of war, the civil popu- <0. 20,888 lation in Austria has forced a conclusion of the conflict so; far as that country is concerned. ‘Armies can usually hold out longer than peoples. Possessing ary powers, it is their right to take so long as they have the force. ‘et in the end they must lean upon the people at home. When the strength of the latter fails, the fate of the armics is soon sealed. Always a catspaw for Berlin, the House of Hapsburg’s surrender! may prove to be its road to real liberty. ‘ ; te Hi “Coal for all” is the joyous announcement from Wash- fngton. There always was. The trouble came in getting it. ——_.4 2 ; WHY NOT? | ' 5 BITING to The Sunday World, James Fisher of Brooklyn! an organization of the public to secure fair prices. H appeal sounds sensible. “Organization” has become a specialty in the United States.! th Pubii ce ¥, Nos. 63 to) WBS Dally Except Sunday by le, Brees Fu biching compan: . daewoo | Tuesday, Oc EDITORIAL PAGE Lee Mey as ead The law concedes the right of workmen to organize for mutual ben- efit. Farrwrs have the same privilege. Merchants are allowed to! oombine. Why not the public at large? j Then when everybody is organized against everybody else will) come a triul of strength. Perhaps it will be found that general ben-| efits can best be secured without any organization at all, and that a’ people free to work, compete and do as they please are happier and) more progressive than if under the thrall of combinations and prof-| iteers. ——_- + + It must be a pretty sight to behold @ U boat squadron headed for Kiel under the white flag, A fine endir’ for “frightfulness.” —— 4 THE FALL. HE tine Fall is drawing to a close. Its days have bee T but melancholy. Mild weather has ruled. Storm ; few and life out o’ doors has been a joy. Indee3, the American Autumn is the most agreeable of the sea- sons, when the weather behaves itself. The colors of the hills gladden the eye, ha-vests fatten the granaries, the roads are smooth and dry, the air is full of vigor, and rather than being a season of decay it, is| Rip j THe MOUSE oF one of replction. a ae : IN THE U. S. A. Nobody cares how fast you go; | ‘The kicks that come are for being slow! | NS ey _ THE FIFTH NEW JERSEY DISTRICT. HE voters of the Fifth New Jersey Congressional District have T a chance to send to the House of Representatives an able and progressive Democrat in the person of Richard E. Clement, for many ycars Superintendent of Schools for the City of Elizabeth. Mr. Clement has ventured into politics from a sense of public duty and loyal Americanism. He has zeal, energy and intelligence. If he is elected the district will know it has a Man in Congress, Hits From Sharp Wits 42 @ bad time for all isms ex-|leted” for most of the towns. It al- patriotiam.—Toledo Blade. ways works if nobody happens to be ir veK looking over our shoulder.—-Toledo sak ores Blade. wives that soldiers are being #0 well 5 pa American they come home they|, The Kaiser's shivers are not caused fed that go by the Spanish fu, but by the Ameri- the food like Uncle umbia (8. C te e. )|can grip—Baltimore Ameriean, used make.—Col| Caer a aaa es Tank riding is now the fashionable a t partner is one who has|London sport. Oh, these women a4 ‘do bis talking.—Albany|You shield and shelter them and pre. — vent the air from blowing too harsh. Journal, a ee ly on their cheeks, only to find that Of late the Crown Prince seems to/ What really ple them is to “treat ie ~ ally well that|'em rough.”—Columbia (8. C.) State. which he does nothing —Phila- te SB aonb Some thoughtless wights are very 8's careless who They give their earnings to; But wise ones pass their wives the check entire And Tet her worry how to make it io. ‘There isn’t any war restriction wt the use of the kind of fuel ‘operates an ordinary bicycle.— News and Courter. . 8 meager weekly ‘When we read the war news to the family circle we use the word ‘“de- Letters From the mal Corps. ‘To the Editor of The Evening World: There is a splendid opportunity for| young men to serve their country and —Seattle Post-Intelligencer, People civillan oMfcers anu crews of army transports wear service chevrons: Myself and hundreds of others have been in the Army Transport Service since June 1, 1917, and therefore be- lieve we are Utle ot Weve 1 entitled to some consider- When members of the ere transports attend theatres and weik upon the streets in civilian clothes we are looked upon as slackers, although we were the st to volunteer our servic 8 to transport oor boys to France when the submarine menacs Was at its height, I believe that wo should be ontitled | to wear @ service chevron or some | jeal education at School, College of the City of rk, 189th Street and Amater- ue. Courses are given in radio teleg- raphy, multiplex telegraphy and other branches of Signa! Corps work, and _. @ few months’ training a man ‘Qualified to become a non-com- missior officer, and in some cases fo to an officers’ training camp. ‘Those especially qualified for ad- Mission are typists, multiplex tele-|™mark of honor to distinguish cur graph =en, radio operators, Morse|>ranch of service and to prove that and men interested in| *e are doing our bit lectrical branches. registrants of al! classes, in- limited servi men_ for work, are eligible, and if in- should apply in person at the address 60 as to be inducted 4 After oe date it May not be possible to admit them. DOUGLAS M. CRUIKSHANK, TRANSPORT WORKERS, Saye Ninth Avy. nee Are Buxy To the Faitor of The Evening World Why not rid New York City of| fangsters? They held up un old inan Past seventy with two revolvers and stole $31 from him. This old man Lieutenant, Signal Corps, | had recently lost a son in action, | Adjutant. pranaiee the feo to an old man! } bi is happened in 19th & ‘Transport Workers age Service! tween Eighth and Ninth and still young loafers infest the neighborhood, One readily can per- that ceive their calling, and they are men of the United States |Loider than ever. They are ull of entitled to wear | draft age, but work or fight laws chevron Rt pf Navgn't touched them. service, why can’ ‘ READER. Too Late! |HoNEMZoLLERN = Haily ‘ fe One Man’s Sincere Service Copyright, 1918, by Toe Prews Publishing Oo, (The New York Evening World) OWNTOWN there is a bootblack D chair on the back of which are iwe ceivive stars, The man there, with consid- erable gray in his hair, will shine your shoe: His face beams with joy when you speak of the two service stars, He will tell you about the fine letter from France. Over there are the two boys who have just budded into manhod, These boys were» practically the mainstay of the family. For thtre are three other young children at home and the father has not been so fit. When the war came on this patriot, who speaks very broken English, re- called that away back there in Italy he was once a soldier and felt again the thrill of standing by your colors, so he urged them to enlist, He told them he would take the Durden of the family and would get some work to do where he could be out in che air and which would not be tov hard for him. After all, he told me, “This is the country that we have chosen te make our own, It gives me my bread and butter and my children the chance they need to grow and become useful. What more can I do than send the best I have at a time when this country needs it most? If I can’t fight myself I can stay here and take their pi: ” And besides this, some of the pen- nies saved have gone to buy Liberty bonds. "So this bootblack Is provid- ing for @ family of five while his stalwart young sons are at the fight- Ing front. If ever there was truc sacrifice it is an instance like this, Besides, it is a good example to set before all foreigners who have chosen this land tor their abiding place. There is only one allegiance in the matter of pa- triotism, And that is to the country which gives you all—to play your part well in that country, not only as worker but as @ citizen, Against this I could not but re- fleot on the camouflaged “American” patriotism of profiteering merchants. Here js this man having given his all in the interest of his flag and gone to work--work from which he takes but a modest and honest toll. On the other hand there are those Matches Once Claesad As a Lasies: trifle that it ts permissible to ask even a stranger for one, » we scarcely realize the necessity of these bits of chemically-tipped waod Lacking one, however, a castaway én & desert island would be in the un- happy state of the race before the use of fire, Godfrey Haukwitz, in 1680, found that friction would ignite phosphorus, and that from it sulphur-headed splints of wood could be lighted, This renulted in the first match, but It was dangerous, expensive and imperfect, so up to the 19th century tinder- boxes, containing flint steel and a pit of charred cloth te catch the spark, were in common use. The first prag- tical friction matches were produced A MATCH is such an inexpensive by John Walker, an English druggist, jin 1827, and six years later they were being ‘turned out on a commercial basix, though at a cost far above the present rate, The new invention seemed at first a curse instead of a blessing. White or yellow phosphorus, then the chief Ingredient, is @ deadly poison, and besides the danger to the workers, matehes were responsible for many accidental deaths, murders and sul- ‘ cides, Eventually red phosphorus, a harmless form, was discovered, and in 1852 Sweden gave us the “safety mateh.” national conferences, and action by our Own Government were required before the use of the deadly varieties was abandone: Your hand was probably the first to touch the last match you struck, for they are now, due to American inventions, almost entirely machine- made. A block of wood is fed into one end of the mechanism and swift- ly cut |nto sticks of the proper size. On an endless belt these begin a journey, at different stages of which the proper chemicals are added, until at the end, dried an@ ready for use, they are automatically packed into boxes. q In one modern formula, the head of the match contains chlorate and bichromate of potash, red lead and sulphide of antimony, In the strik- ing surface of the box is the phos- phorus. It ts estimated that in civil- ized countries from six to ten matehes a day are used for each in- habitant, making a yearly total al- us eck most beyond the power of expression te figures, “4 oe Long agitation, two inter- | By Sophie Irene Loeb who 10t only have not given of them- selves or their own but who, like some of the butchers exposed by the Food Administration, take from sol- diers' families—a few pennies here and there—an artificial toll which they themselves gave made with war as the excuse. They are the very people who wave the red, white and blue at some gathering and in the quiet of their cash boxes count and gloat over their ill-gotten gains. Patriotism is a matter of conscience and not a war cry. It is what you do to help make the burden easier jall along the way-—the burdens of every individual with whom you come in contact—that counts in the long run. . The test of real service is summed up in the question: How far have you gone to aid in the war? article will follow in a few days. the dust. of Bismarck s wily Prussian policy. For long years Pru: ing, undermining. Moltke. very heart of unprepared Franc: BN rrr Disaster Overcomes } the French. Onn held out against the German foe. of helpless victims. | fought to the utmost. rendered. Cer Hard Conditions } Are Imp . | Et nh lifeless. howling insults at the conquerors, dn record time. ‘at German hands. | How Great Wars WereEnded By Albert Payson Terhune Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World), This is the first in a new series of artictes showing what timely lessone may be drawn fronm the conclusion of other great conflicts. The seconé No. 1—THE FRANCO-PRUSSIAN WAR. A RANCE’'S power and France’s pride were crushed into After one brief French armies were practically destroyed, and their German foes were hammering at the gates of Paris. France was still dazed with the lightning suddenness and unexpectedness of the national tragedy. Yet the disaster was due to no lack of heroic courage on the part of the losers. The great nation had been betrayed by ite charlatan Emperor, Napoleon III, w! in turn was the dupe of his treacherous advisers and a aad secretly been making ready for this war. Thousands of Prussian spies had been at work in France, bribing, corrupt. Graft and incompetence had been injected into the councils of army and state. The French Emperor was made to believe that his troops were in. vincible and that Prussia would be an easy prey. man 6tates would combine against Prussia. Meantime these other German states had made an alliance with Prue. ja, and every detail of the war had been planned out by Bismarck and In three great armies the Germans crossed the Rhine and smote at the The French fought like heroes, But the odds against them were undermining had been too complete. In battle were shattered and hurled back toward Paris,{ or Were shut up in fortresses (as at Metz and Sedan), and there were forced to surrender. Presently—except for stray helpless forces in the south—Paris along Meantime, Prussian soldiery were devas- tating the land and performing prodigies of ill-treatment upon thousands Paris at last fell. Apd the crushed French were driven to accept euch terms as their brutal con4uerors saw fit to impose.” They had not yielded until not only their soldiers but the civilians of Paris and other cities had The toll of dead was looked on, in those days, as appalling, though it |eeems petty by comparison to the present war's casualties. The Germaa losses were 28,000 dead and 101,000 wounded or disabled. The French lost” | 156,000 dead and 143,000 in wounded and disabled, besides 720,000 who ur- The victors were resolved not only to pay themselves well for the war they had so craftily brought on, but to smash the future of France, In the peace negotiations at Versailles (February, 1871) they demanded the following terms from their victims—terms which were ratified by thas’ ” Treaty of Frankfort three months later: r France must cede to Germany all the rich province of Alsace, except Belfort—nearly all of the equally rich province of Lorraineé—and must pay a cash indemnity of one billion dollars, In addition to these cruel terms the Gere mans demanded the privilege of humiliating France still triumph and holding formal possession of the city for two days. This final condition was hardest of all for the gallant French to bear, When the Germans proudly rode into the fallen capital, with their bands blaring Schubert's “March Militaire," they found every house closed and Street boys ran alvead of them, burning disinfectants in pans, and The French people eagerly took up the national indemnity, and paid tt And from the ashes of defeat they built up a mighty ne- tion which was one day to exact terrible punishment for its degradation id terrible campaign the Also that the other Ger. too great, and the after battle the French armies further by entering Paris im The Jarr Family Copyright, 1918,.by The Preas Publishing Oo, The 3 “I was only joking,” said Mr. Jarr York Evening World) quickly. $8] “with cuss "enter ney “Well, it’s not @ thing to joke Izzy Slavinsky? It's light| bout!” retorted Mrs, Jarr, “I'm sure yet!" said Master Jarr, when the|! do my very best to teach them to Geapert was reached, behave like properly brought up chil- “Sit right at the table. Take your|4ren and not like little animals, and elbow off! Haven't you any man-| yet you sneer at me when I do and ners?” replied Mrs. Jarr, And she struck Master Jarr on the forearm with a tablespoon with which she was about to begin serv- ing the dessert—rice pudding. “Now, mother, really, THAT isn’t good manners, either,” observed Mr. Jarr mildly, “That's right! Make a show of me in front of the children!” cried Mrs. Jarr, and her eyes filled with ‘tears. “How can | have any control of them if you make fun of me right to my face? Anyway, the war has children beyond all discipline!" then tell me you were only joking!" “I don't want any wice puddin’, I don't want any wice puddin’!" ex- claimed the little Jarr girl. “If you don't eat your rice pud- ding, because it's good for you, Mr. Hoover won't love you,” said Mrs, Jarr. “Remember, it is patriotic’ to eat rice pudding.” “Jt ain't sweet, I tasted it,” whimp- ered the little girl. “That's because we mustn't waste sugar,” said Mrs, Jarr. sugar the little Belgian and French children won't have any.” / By Helen groom at a wedding. J rolls this winter. for the soldiers, @ street car home. ween Nowlane Ho-hum! and never without a string attached, lot of thrills she’s missed. Cheer up! in the home when he comes back. Gharp words scrape all the sweetness off of love, Bachelor Girl Reflections Copyright, 1918, by The Prose Publishing Co, (The New York Erening World), UST now the Kaiser must be feeling that, in the world’s great pano- rama, he is about as unimportant and foolish looking as the bride- Be patriotic! Save all the crusts of your restaurant They ought to make excellent helmets What is the difference between courtship and mar- riage? Oh, about four dollars and ninety cents—or the difference between the price of a taxi and the price of No one knows better how easily a house could be run “if women only had some system” than the maa who has to hire an effici¢hcy expert to run his office. All these peace proposals from Germany sound exactly like a average man's proposal of marriage—perfectly vague and indefinite, Since these days of gasoline shortage have given the modern girl an opportunity to enjoy the govelty of strolling in the moonlight with @ fa clnating man, as her mother used to, she is beginning to find out what a A man never can understand why the better his alibi the harder It is to make his wife believe it-—but, innecent man wouldn't have time to make up a really good excuse Any soldier who has done kitchen police duty for just a teeny-weeny little while, dearie, will be apt to. “have a heart” for the permanent K. P. “Send ‘em my wice puddin’," said the little girl, and she crossed her eyes over her wrinkled nose. and Master Jarr burst into a loud guffaw. “Look at Emma making faces at her rice pudding!" he cried. “Im going to put you both right (o bed!” exclaimed Mrs, Jarr fretfully. at your rice pudding.“ is swect. I sweetened it with molasses,” ‘Then she darted an indignant g@iance at the head of the table, “A right kind of father wouldn't sit there grinning at his children whea they misbehavél” she added. “What will Mr. Hoover think when he hears how the children act, and you ca- courage it?” “@villie!’ Emma!” rasped Mr. Jart, for he wanted to strengthen the power of the name of Hoover, He'd need it to keep Santa*glaus from profiteering in a few more weeks. "Maw, I'll eat all my rice pudding if I can go out on the street and play with the soldier boys of our gan volunteered Master Jarr, “Can't I Maw? We are going to march into Jotminy to-night!” “I'll make no promises,” said his mother, “You eat your rice pudding and “then we'll see. Besides, you . mustn't say ‘Joiminy'—don't mention that dreadful country at all!” Lite Miss Jarr was suddenly pounced upon by her mother at this juncture. Holding the hand of the little girl in one of hers, Mrs. Jarr gave her several smart slaps. “There! Let me see you feed the cat at the table again!" she cried, “I wasn't feedin’ the tat,” sniffied the little girl; “Irene won't eat rice pud- ding.” Irene was the cat, “Thea wy were throwing your rice Rowland . pshaw! any women knows that an = 3 “If we waste, By Roy L. McCardell | pudding on the floor!” retorted Mrs. Jarr, “Look, maw, I et all min the boy. “Now can I go out “I hate to tell tales out of sehool,” spoke up Mr, Jarr quietly, “but, mamma, I saw Willie putting bis riee pudding in his pocket.” a { Mrs. Jarr stared at the boy, too aghast to speak. “Huh, huh, huh!" sobbed the lad, “I was only putting it in my pocket to take out to a poor little boy—some poor little boys in this country has nothin’ to eat, too!" “And Willie ain't et his either,” said the little girl; dem in his pocket, too.” “It's for a poor little boy that lives in a cellar down the street. I'm tak- ing him the bread crusts, too,” ex- Plained Master Jarr glibly. “His father is @ prisoner in Joim—I mea’ Germany.” “He ain't at all, He aia’t at af!" cried little Miss Tattle. “Yes, he is, and the poor little bey is going to give me the Kaiser's hel- met his popper sent him if J bring !” cried him something to eat, ‘cause he's starving,” explained young Mun- chausen, 4 “How could the boy’s father send @ helmet if he is a prisoner?” asked Mr, Jarr. At this the boy began to whimper and Mrs, Jarr regarded her husband indignantly, “You shouldn't be harsh with’ the child when he gets confused when detected in a good action. Tell me about the poor little boy,” sald Mrs, Jarr. In saying this she directed the fret” part of hergremarks to Mr. Jeet and the latter part to Master Willis. “I don't know his name, but hi starving,” whimpered the boy. “T know it is true,” said Mrs, Jarr, “It's the same little boy I gave you 10 cents for, isn’t it?” “Yes'm, and he took me to the move ing pictu sobbed the young phi- lanthropis “There now!" said Mrs. Jarr, hind heart is “A tter than good man- ners.” Then she turned to Mr, Jarre and remarked tensely, “And ‘you should be first to set an example in war time economy—you eat your rice pudding.” ‘ “Why don't you eat yours?” asi Mr. Jarr. “It doesn't agrée ened with molasses, Jarr, ith me, sweet~ replied Mra, —— GOOD ADVICE, Never omit an act of kindness de cause it seems trivial, It