The evening world. Newspaper, November 30, 1918, Page 10

: i ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER, Except Sunday by thi Publishing Company, Nos, 68 “a bark how, Now Yor. koe RALPH PULITZER, Prosident, 63, Park Row, AN MHAW, Treasurer, 63 Park ', —_ Sosintl PULITZBI’ Jr Secretary, 63 Park How. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRTAS, gs RE AOR EAR K. TE POE Sia Vv sh ein des cess ce¥seveedevees+s0O, 90,000 H VALORIZING COAL. HE coal investigation now being conducted by a committee of { the United States Senate has already produced evidence calculated to open further the eyes of coal consumers. That evidence bears out fully the conclusions of The Evening World, based upon its own earlier investigation of conditions in the Ivania coal district, the results of which as laid before the Public led to the Senate inquiry. Testimony before the Senate committee strongly supports in par thenlar The Evening World’s contention that the policy of the coal ies has kept back, even in a period of extreme need, vast quan- of coal already mined and lying on the surface of the earth in the huge culm piles of the mining districts, As a witness before the committee, James B. Neale, President of Goal companies and Director of Anthracite Production for the Fuel Administration, has admitted that the big coal interests deemed it ipexpedient to send culm coal in large quantities to market because Of the effect in reducing the market prices of newly mined coal. "© Other evidence has gone to show the absolutism with which a few great coal companies control not only the culm piles but also the quantity of new coal mined from month to month; dictating the mounts in which and the prices at which all kinds and grades of coal shall be marketed. No one who reads the testimony brought out by the Senate com- atittee can fail to be amazed before all else at the apparent powericss- ness of the Fuel Administration to change the established practices 448 policies of the big coal operators. * When war began to make its extraordinary demands and the “Gnternal welfare of the country was menaced by a coal shortage in- ereasing from bad to worse, the Federal Government assumed un- pr ited power of control over the production, distribution and consumption of coal. The Federal Government vested in a Fuel Administration euthority supposed to be sufficient to make certain, that coal should. be brought from wherever it could be mined or found and sold to the public at fair prices. The people of the United States had every reason to expect that @ich a Fue) Administration would be powerful and active enough to Giscover every available source of coal supply and to see that those @ources were drawn upon regardless of the selfish and monopolistic policies of coal interests long since grown expert in the art of exploit- img consumers. What does the public now find? That, to all appearances, the Fuel Administration let itself be guided by the very interests it was appointed to control. » That it accepted that policy of the coal companies which kept culm coal from reaching the market in quantities large enough to break coal prices and jealously guarded the culm banks from inde- lent washers who sought to lease and work them. "That it found it easier to preach to the public the patriotism of saving and patience in privation than to tackle the coal operators and gompe) them to change their methods. . The Senate inquiry has proceeded far enough to show that the big coal companies “valorize” coal much as the owners of diamond mines in South Africa valorize diamonds and as coffee importing interests in this city used to valorize coffee—by holding back a too abundant supply in order to keep up the price. © ‘The practice can find scant justification at any time or for any commodity. But what shall be said of valorizing coal in war time when indwetry is menaced by starvation ard families are exposed to the danger of freezing—or in a post-war period of recovery when the country needs every wheel turning and all its workers well fed and warm? » Despite all discouragements the “divine right” theory of the late George F. Baer seems to be still cherished among the great controllers of anthracite coal production in the United States, ¢ Anda Federal Fuel Administration appears to have found it simpler to swallow the theory than to attack it. Pubtithed Dasty Ma the Editor of The Evening World: “Apropos of your excellent articles on the telephone profiteering, ploa allow me to describe the get-yo or -and-going game the telephone aaeeay, under Federal management, trying to run over on me, ae March I had a telephone } stalled at my home, paying $3 for t month since th To the Editor of The Brening World I have for some time past been en- deavoring to formulate my feelings with respect to the “Howling Der- vish Minority’s” activities in folster- ing their bigoted narrowness upon these free people, most of whom are here as a result of similar conditions existing, in one form or another, in Europe and affecting either them- selves or the'y forbears, The re- marks of “A Countryman” under the beading “Prohibition and Liberty” in The World succinctly and aptly express my thoughts, although I might be inclined to be more strenu- ous in my remarks apropos of those whom he states “resemble the Bol- eviki.” Their exceswes of zeal in narrowness are more dangerous than the excess of liquor indulgence or the part of a sick soul and if they would set out to cure that sickness by true Christian fellowship and brotherhood instead of interfering with the prin- ciples of “individual freedom, the birth- right of every American citizen,” these people would give a true exam. ple of that much abused word “t sary for me to move and rather than pay the exorbitant §10 charged for moving a telephone I decided to do without one, Now I receive a bill containing of $15 for taking out the ‘ay us $10 to transfer your jone or we will soak you $15 for tal it out! A fine game, worthy badger cnd confidence men of ty years ago. Certainly a fine osition to have the sanction and nee ‘ See beere ay ane Bons When Friends Live Together ®SertictereLeb |The Jarr Family A Little Talk on Marriage’ Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) HE other day I visited two couples who have lived together for six years, The women are aisters, They both married about the same time, It was a case of economy. They wanted to live nicely, but could not afford to start housekeeping as they liked as both husbands were young men jus etarting on a fair way toward success, T have never seen a more delightful household, There is one child, a little boy, and he is the idol of the whole family, It is a most happy 6! of affairs, So successful has this joint pooling of resources developed that they are now considering a move te @ prettier home, It seems so unusual that I sought to determine the means by which this pleasing condition had been obtained. “It is just a case of give and take,” one of the young women told me, “We had the will and therefore the way was found. We made a few general rules and stuck to them. Woe apportioned the running of the house and each did not infringe on the other's duties In a word, we made it our business to respect each other HIGHER MATHEMATICS, HERE were fifteen of us (pri- aL vates) ordered down here to open up a supply depot. Pri- vate Martin, having punched a type- writer in the orderly room, was put in charge. En route it occurred to him that he should count the men and seo if we were all there, So he started; 1—2—3—4—up to 14, Where could the other one be? He dashed to the back of the train, then to the front, looked im every nook and cor- ner, but the other man could not be found, He counted us over again— only fourteen! What was he going to do? How could he ever face the Major and make such a report? The long-coveted Corporal stripes faded in the distance, Then one of the boys took pity on him and asked him; and not to presume too much on each other because of living together,” It happened on occasions that when @ little quarrel arose between the sis- ters the rule was that the husbands were not permitted to “butt in.” Therefore the trouble was usually ad- justed by the two ters before the matter had assumed important pro- portions, In @ word, every chance (or controversy was practically elimin- ated. A careful accounting of money spent was devised and each family could always know its expenditures, so that curtailment of any items was readily determined. Likes and dislikes in the way of food were learned early and taken into consideration so that partiality was @ thing unknown in this family. Viewed from all angles the six yoars of family partnership here have Proved most advantageous and bid fair to continue, I could not but reflect on this happy solution in méeting the question of economy, How many hundreds of people could join interests for their Lucile the Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) 66 QVAY,” said Lucile the Waitress as the Friendly Patron dropped his medicine tablet in his glass of water, “did anybody ever tell you I'm a blunt spoken per- sont’ “No,” he replied. “Has anybody been telling you as much?” “Oh, every now and again I get classed with the rough talkers. A man once told me I ought to plasti- cate my disposition and talk more gentle, I told him to pursue himself around the block, but lately I'm thinking he might ‘a’ been almost right, Maybe I have got @ vitrolant tongue.” “What's happened?” “Last Thursday—it was Thanks- you know—a Little old man seat at the counter and tells me to fetch him toast and Java, I was surprised—him ordering like that on the day when eating is as much a religion a8 arguing is with most peo- ple, I had to smile cynically, “*You're travelling light, ain't you, “How many men did you count, Mar- tint “Only fourteen,” said Martin, like a | man saying “Guilty.” “Well, that's enough,” said the other, “You are the fifteenth man.” perance,” which sunence, , ‘ pain nen ner ate setters —Corpl R. A. Addison in Judge, for Thanksgiving? I says, “Mebbe,’ he tells me, ‘but I got stomach trouble.” “The guy next to him—a big, red- faced man--was shovelling in turkey and all the fringes. He hears what the new victim says, : — ’ ‘ EDITORIAL PAGE Saturday, November 30, 191 common welfare, How many people to-day are suffering for want of con- ventences and creature comforts be- cause of their inability to bear the expense, How much happiness might result if people could only adjust themselves for mutual benefit. As a general thing we are prone to say “It can’t be done,” And in most cases it is difficult if not impossible, And why? Simply because in most instances each expects too much of the other and because they have not learned the principles of “give and take.” They become in a way “too friendly.” They get to know each other too well and presume too much on that knowledge. To sum it up, they do not respect each other's wishes, I have known some of the most do- Ughtful friendships to be broken up because in daily close relationsnip the spect of one person for another was allowed to depreciate. In substance the one big element in continuous happy existence under one roof is the ever present element of consideration, oars at MRE EE DOE ere a i eames HAC RN p emer —F —_ Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening Workt? sé O you know if Gen. Pershing is married?” asked Mrs. Jarr, “Suppose the beautl- ful young Duchess of Luxembung— who tried to keep the Germans out of her beautiful little kingdom by putting her automobile crossways on @ bridge—suppose she should fall in love with Gen. Pershing? He was with the American troops when they entered Luxemburg, We will see it in the moving pictures soon—but 1 suppose not!" “You suppose not, wha’ re- marked Mr. Jarr, who hadn't the least idea what his gocd Indy was referring to, “But I suppose not.” “You have no right to suppose any- thing,” replied Mra. Jarr. “Yet she could have married one of the Kalser’s sons, so I read in one of the papers they other day. Only she didn’t like the Kaiser's son's looks, all through he’s a splendid horseman, but he couldn't have been very brave because none of the Kaiser's sons Waitress “This ain't no day for stomach trouble,’ he grunts, “Take a chance and load up. If you die it'll be eome Anish.’ “The old man smiles. ‘No,’ he says, ‘I’ just take toast and coffee. My doctor’s pretty strict with me.’ “I eniff in disgust and beat it for the kitchie-kitchien, Pretty soon I tango back with the toast and fluid. The old man goes to ‘em and in two minutes they're nothing but a recol- lection, He gives his face a finishing touch with a paper swipe and then slips me the ‘come hither’ eye. I see he's got a secret to imprint on me, so I lean over, “I'm sorry I can't tip you,’ he says, ‘but I find I left my pocketbook home." “I got you,’ I says, registering wiseness and disgust. “He gets off the stool, picks up his tel nt check and starts away. Then, thank God, @ light come over me. It come with a rush. I seen it all—in fact, it sailed right up and soaked me in the face, His Thanks- wiving dinner had been toast and Java because he was broke, “He reaches the cashier, Mae, and is handing over his dime when she gets the signal from me and sends him back, When he reaches the feounter be gives me @ look of half By Bide Dudley fear and half wonderment. I have to think fast, but bullieve me, the old think engine buzzed, “*Would you please come over in the corner to a table a minute?’ I says. ‘I want to ask you something.’ “He follows me like the tendril be- hind the engine and we set down, “ ‘Listen,’ I says; ‘you got a good ed- ucation, haven't you?’ ‘Pretty fair,’ he tells me. “*Well, I got a job I'd like to have somebody do. 1 wrote a book and I want it criticised, Could you do it?” “His eyes lit up and he smiled. ‘1 used to write,’ he says, “Well, the upsnort of it all was I took his address and promised to send the manuscripture over to him. Then I invited him to dine with me. He didn't want to, but I told him I had to talk to him about the book. We set there half an hour, while about ten of these low-life waitresses in here fell all over themselves to bring us turkey, ple and everything good. He forgot his stomach, and, boy, you ought a seen him eat! When he went out he had a dollar paid in advance on the book work.” “Have you really written a book?” asked the Friendly Patron. “Who—me?" came from Lucile. “Say, Usten; I couldn't right a wrong, let alone @ book.” at Sayings of Mrs. Solomon By Helen Rowland Copyright, 1918, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Breing World.) 5 Verily, My Daughter, 1 Amas a Lone Canary Singing to Itself, or the Last After -Dinner Speaker at a Banquet—No One Heareth My Voice—For 1 Ama Married Womant LAS, my Danghter, when I was a damsel I spoke as @ damsel, and A all my words were as admired damsel’s, Yea, the youths of the land hung garlands on my door and sat up and LISTENED when I opened my lips. ‘ And whatsoever I said they applauded it with cries of “SO clever!” and “How charming!” But now that I am become a wife all my ways are the ways of the Sphinx, and the sound of my voice tu forgotten! For lo, I have NOTHING whereof to speak! Behold, if I speak of “parties” and of politios, and i the affairs of the Nation, my Beloved regardéth me man Ytownrano” smilingly over his glasses as one regardeth # kittev Playing with a ball of worsted, or a babe that toyeth with the glue, saying: “IZ sat so! My, my! How it does worry its little head over its FIRST vote! . “Just wait until thou has cast ten or twenty ballots, Little One, and !: shall not keep thee awake nights.” If I discuss love, or marriage, or biology, or the sex question, he frowneth at me from beneath his glasses, thundering: : “Well, what do YOU know about THOSE things?” And my tongue {s broken against me. If I disouss the neighbors or the latest scandal or the widow nex: door, or the blond socross the street, he regardeth me deprocatingly and remarketh witheringly: “Great Scott! Can't women do anything save GOSSIP about each other?” It I chatter of the new hats or the latest styles in evening gowns or of how I would like my fur coat remodeled, he continueth reading hia paper without looking up, 4nd bis only answer is: “Ho-hum!" It I speak of the opera, or the new play I should like to eee, or the wonderful bargain sales, or the cherms of Florida, he hasteneth to change the subject and to remind me of his income tax and the payments due upon’ his Liberty bonds and the coming of rent day and the insurance, It I attempt to tell a FUNNY etory or essay to be humorous or® effervescent he patteth me upon the head and leaveth the room in search of his pipe or his paper or his hat, and the “point” of my joke is lett in cold storage. If I scold or pout or start a discussion or a quarrel or an argument he | pulleth my nos¢ and catcheth me in bis arms and taketh the words out of my mouth—with a KISS! Verily, verily, my Daughter,,I am as a lone canary singing to itself in a cage, while the sewing machine runneth. No one heareth my yelce save myself! Yea, I am as a nightingale singing to a waterfall on a mountain-top,. or the last after-dinner speaker at a banquet. I am my ONLY appreciative listener! For lo, 1am @ MARRIED WOMAN! Selah. By Roy L. McCardell milk in it for the cat in the kitchen, and then Gertrude generally steps on the ucer and breaks it; but you got wounded in the war, And none of the Kaiser's sons are good-look- ing and the Duchess of Luxemburg is very beautiful, and yet they say she may be deposed. “If she is deposed, at least she can marry for love and Socialists won't throw bombs at her. It would be a beautiful romance if she married an American General, But, just as you aay, they are all married, Is the ex- King of Portugal married? Do you think she would marry him?” Mr. Jarr rubbed his eyes and mur- mured he didn’t know. “No; the ex-King of Portugal ts fat and is always shown in the moving pictures in white trousers and smil- ing, with a Panama hat,” Mrs Jarr went on, “But he lost hig kingdom on account of a dancer and it serves} ,. him right. I saw her, and I didn’t think her go very pretty. But Ger- trude knows all about it.” “I gather from your somewhat dis- jointed remarks that a royal marriage would please you. What matters if a young Duchess lose her principality if she gains a husband?” replied Mr. Jarr finally. “I must confess, I'm not interested in the love affairs of deposed royal- ties. Vhy, it's very simple,” said Mrs. Jarr, “A young man named Elmer, who is employed in this neighborhood, told Gertrude.” Mr. Jarr cast down his eyes, for Elmer was assistant compounding chemist at Gus's laboratory on the corner, as Mr. Jarr knew and knew Mrs. Jarr knew. “Elmer comes from that Luxem- burg, and told Gertrude all about it,” continued Mrs. Jarr. ‘Claude, the young fireman, Gertrude's other beau, has been transferred to another fire company, and I do wish you could get him transferred back. For Gertrude is so nervous she threatens to leave her place. Do you know the Fire Commissioner?” Mr. Jarr grumbled that he knew the Police Commissioner, but not the Fire Commissioner, “Well,” Mrs, Jarr went on, “Ger- trude has broken every one of those cups with the green and gold bands, 1 thought it was an open set that I could replace any time, but it isn't. I can't get anything like them at the five-and-ten-cent store, elther, Since the war the five-and-ten-cenf stores make you take the saucers with the cups, and Gertrude hanily ever breaks a saucer except when she puts can't blame the poor girl for being forgetful and breaking things and letting the food burn when her hero is far away.” “Just a moment, my own true but somewhat incoherent love,” said Mr. Jarr. “Will you tell me who is going to be married? The Duchess of Lux. emburg, the ex-King of Portugal—I believe the Kings of England, Spain and Italy are married—and those are about the only Kings we have left in stock—or Elmer, the bartender, or Claude the freman?” “Why, if you had pald any attention you would have heard me say It wan the Duchess of Luxemburg. She is the only unmarried royal princess abroad who looks pretty, young or ish in her pictures, “But at least I had the satistactio, of calling up Mrs, Stryver, who {3 just wild about nobility and royalty, ! When in London, she gave the waite: at the hotel a dollar for # menu card that the King of England looked at when he dined there, Mrs. Stryver will know who the Duchess of Lux- emburg is to marry—or was to marry before the war. I wonder if it was the German Prince who was in New York at the Hudson-Fulton celebra- tion, if you remember, who sald he thought America was lovely, but they think he was too democratic.” “What about the German Prinee? Anyway, German Princes are in tho discard,” replied Mr, Jarr, “Ang where does Gertrude come in and Elmer, not to mention Claude, the fireman, let alone your friend Mrs, Stryver?” “Why, that's what I have been ex- plaining to you. The young man, Elmer, took Gertrude to the moving Pictures last night and he showed her a film with some views of wux- emburg in it, and he told Gertrude he came from Luxemburg,” replied Mrs, Jarr, “It's all very simple, if you'd only listen to what I am saying with a little polite attention,” 43% although Gertrude preft Clouds the fireman, she went to th moving picture: Elme: tender?” Mr. pnb fetes i Ene bas, Gertrude know that bartenders e lepose Queens or Duchesseap™ ss ie ut Mrs, Jarr onl. knew “bartenders more’ ‘or. os. casually, Spemmmeenetippesisliies DOOR OR WINDow, Twin doors for stores have bi - vented that can be raised pled like @ window when a wide opening is desired, or either can be pened separately in the usual manner