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FRIDAY, MA RCH 28, 1919 Who Are New Yorkers? Close-Ups of the Actors in the City’s Daily Movie Drama. THE CLIMBERS—No. 3. By Zoe Beckley. Copyrieht, 1019, by the Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Bening World.) HE Millers, John not so long ago, “Who's your friend?” said Jobn ‘when he got home one night, jerking his head in the direction of a solemn person with a striped waistcoat, who was manocuvring in the hall with John's overcoat and hat. “Oh, John, dear—dion't! He'll hear you. That's Dillingworth, the butler, Bevery one whos any one has a butler.” “All righto, Honeylumps, if you like te be buttlea”"— —"And Oh, John, DON*T call me Honeylumps—before him! Hurry, pow and get into your evening things. We're dining at the Harrington-Esk- ways.” “The—the who's? John showed @ymptoms of balk. Teresa repeated the name with the tips of her lips, very distinctly, and looked hard at John. “My dear,” she said, first being Bure Dillingworth was not in earshot, “dining at the Harrington-Eskrays is almost equal to being asked by the Addison Fenworthys.” “Well, who in—who are the Adding- ton Whats-their-names! And why should we want to be asked there? I'm dog tired, Tessio, Have we gotta go?” Teresa adjusted a spangle on her two-hundred-and-thirty-dollar gown and bit her lip. To think John couldn't appreciate what all this meant! After her angling, her spend- fing, ber intriguing, her almost im- ploring Cornelia Harrington-Eskray to extend the invitation! ‘Well, never mind! (Teresa straight- ened herself and pressed her lips to- gether.) She would accomplish it alone, willy-nilly, without any help or encouragement from John. They went to the Harrington-Es- kerays’ dinner in a sartorial cloud of glory. It was hart work getting John into bis evening clothes, but ‘once he was in he did look well even if his face was a shade too pink; it would cool down later in the evening. Between the roast and the salad, Teresa managed to get in a word, across the table, with Mr. Addison Fenworthy, who was more informal than Mrs. Vigilantly, but with cred- table tact Teresa followed up her advantage. In the drawing room, after the coffee and cordials, Addi- on Fenworthy called his wife over ind drew her into conversation with Teresa and himself. Teresa nearly swooned with the joy of triumph, She ultimately secured an invitation to take tea at the Fenworthys the fol- lowing Thursday at hawf awfer four “Looka-a bere, Teasic, what the le—what ore we getting into? Or, rather what's getting into us?" said fobn, on the way home. “We're al- ways going to some darnedfool en- ertainment that ain't Copyright ‘(Out of t I arms and was sent to the tertaining TWO MINUTES OF OPTIMISM | By Herman J. Stich and Teresa, lived in a spacious and handsome apartment on West 89th Street. The little five-room Harlem flat from which they had moved, could have been tucked away in one corner of their new home without dislodging more than the $2,000 grand piano with the electric player insides. But the Harlem flat had been plenty big enough—par- ticularly for the Millers’ monthly “budget” before John began his series of successful adventures in Wall Street. When, however, an erstwhile poor but plodding husband gives his despairing wife the surprise of her life by suddenly telling her that she is rich, a change of address is only one of the things that are bound to follow. | after all. We're spending barreis of money on clothes and butlers and— there, there, darling, I didn’t mean it. Aw, for heaven's sake, Tess, don't start crying. I'll go, TM go, But, honest, we don't have hai the fun we used to in that li'l okt Harlem fat.” Teresa suddenly sat up. “That re- minds me, John, there's a duplex apartment on East Sixty-Umpth Street”— Then John sat up suddenty, “Now, Toresa’’—he began (he hard- ly ever called her Teresa), “I draw the Mne at @ duplex, In the first place, the flat we've got ts plenty good enough, In the sec"—— “You dont get the point, John, tt's the neighborhood. West Eighty- ninth Street is the reason the Van Stuyvesants never asked us to their house, Now tf—when we live on East Sixty-umpth Street, they will. The East Sixties are where the real people live—uniess they own some- thing on North Washington Square.” John sighed heavily, not to say fatly, He pressed his handerchief (Teresa had had them embroidered in Gothic, very small indeed, exactly ke Lan- caster Harrington-Eskray’s) to bb brow and tapped a rebellious foot on the limousine floor, But Teresa knew they would take the duplex on East Sixty-Umpth, They took it. “John?” she said one evening after they had lived there half a year and been to two teas at the Fenworthys and # dance at the still more ex- clusive and dificult Vandercleef's, res, Honeylumps, what now “Jane Vandercleef insists on our taking a cottage this summer near theirs at Lone-Beach-on-the-Sound. It would mean everything to me. It would open doors to us that"—— J, Torrenson Miller (Teresa had long since had his cards engraved J, Torrenson Miller) threw down his newspaper and glared, actually glared, at Teresa. “What's this Vandercleef guy’e front name, Tessie?’ he demanded. “H-Hugh, 1 think,” answered Teresa. “Hal T thought Hugh Wilkins Vandercleef! Well, he’s a gink that used to work for me when I was head bookkeeper at Greene & Brown's, He married the fat daughter of a Westerner who was oozing with money. They're the worst kind of climbers, those Vandercleefs, I tell you you're wasting your time and your strength and your breath run- ning after folks like that. You'll never get to the real top. “Let's stop being climbers, Tems— and be happy again.” 1919, by the Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) ne Dark .*? N one of North Dakota's blinding blizzards a boy of fourteen Jost the more important parts of both legs and the useful parts of both county poorhouse, To-day Michael Dowling drives his auto, hunts, traps, and {s an enthustastie athlete, He has been superintendent of a high school, manager of a newspaper, Speaker of the House of Representatives of Minnesota and is now Presi- ' @ent of a dank. Rorn deaf, dumb and blind, the authoress of “Out of the Dark” hears, says, sees and has ac ninety-nine out of every no Woolworth Building and no Le inventor till long after his experi- If you refuse down you'll finally score. helpless boy can become @ leading professional and mechanical activities } Was graduated at Harvard University } eomplished more than nine hundred and {, thousand men whose faculties are unimpaired A famous Judge out West signs his warrants with a pen gripped { Between his teeth, When @ boy he lost both his arms } The Siemens Martins open-hearth process of producing steel, with- out which there could have been viathan, was not perfected by its ments had physically mutilated him, Dally seemingly insurmountable deterrents are downed by de- termination. Properly directed, will climbs any hill to stay down when you're knocked t If a ‘egiess, armless, almost public official and financter— 4 If congenitally deaf, dumb and blind Helen Keller could develop tato one of America’s most renowned authoresses If @ physically mangled student can become a great Judge and | another a practical inventor 1 If leadership in artistic } fan be won by those who are apparently hopelessly physically inca. pacitated hd mediocrity? What possible excuse can palliate your complacent contentment FRIDAY, MARCH 28, 1919 RTS. PS HRN HOT EE WERENT ae Cm Girl of To-Day Stands at Crossroads The Two Paths Before Her Never Meet, Says Rose Wilder Lane The Other, Long and Winding and Rough, Leads to the Peak of Business Success. ue 4 () z etnsfone_ fiction. She stands enraptured in front of a window display of hard- ware, featuring electric flatirons and Kitehen cabinets, and her taste for embroidering luncheon cloths is nothing short of perverted in this year of 1919, Yet, at the end of the book, after she bas become a successful real es- tate agent and an even more suc- cessful writer, she deliberately flees to Japan rather than marry the hon- est if rather narrow-minded man who bay loved her faithfully since she was sixteen. And all her pain at giving him up, as she herself re- fects, is “not because I wanted him, but because I wanted to be al) that I had been, and to have all that I have missed and never will have. Marriage and home and children. No, I can't ever fit into it now.” ‘The reason why she and other suc- | cessful self-supporting women cannot | “fit in” to the oldtime conceptions of matrimony and domesticity is thus expressed by one of Helen's friends: “We don't need husbands. We need wives, Some one to stay at home and do the dishes and fluff up the pillows and hold our hands when we come home tired. And you wouldn't marry &@ man who'd do it, so there you are, “There are only two kinds of men, strong and weak. You despise the weak ones, and you won't marry the strong ones. The one thing a real man wants to do is to shelter his wife; they're rabid about ft. And what use have we for a shelter? Any qualities in us that needed be shielded we've got rid of long agv You can't fight life when you giv hostages to it, We've been fighting in the open so long we're used to it we \ike it to “The trouble is that we're rounded out, we've both got sides of us more or less developed. It all comes down to the point that we're self-reliant We give ourselves all we want. It's a question of sinking yourself in ar other individuality, first the husband and then the child. There's some thing in us that resists, We've been ourselves too long. We want to kee; surselves to ourselves, tp, exactly help it.” And this feminist philosopher end up, “We may be freaks, but we're go ing to have lota of company. It’ interesting—what the war will do to marriage." “But successful business and pre feysional women DO marry," 1 pre tested, when I talked to Miss Lar |in a charming orange-curtained r with a huge fireplace, her York home, No. 81 Jones Street No, not want it's more that we can't gee, I do not agree with her opinion that we must choose between mar riage and success, Like Arnold Ben One, Short and Broad and Clear, Leads to Home and Husband and Children. By Marguerite Mooers Marshall Copright, 1919, by the Prem Publishing Ca (The New York Brening World.) HE girl of to-day stands at crossroads. One path stretches clear and wide across the level plain of tradition and ends at a nice little house with honeysuckle over the porch, two babies playing in the front yard, and an honest, affectionate young man fitting his key into the front door every night at 6.18. the road to Home, Husband and Children. The other alternative road winds over cliffs, through arid, joyless wastes, into sloughs of despond, after a considerable time reaching the peak of Business Success—a long, long way from the little home on the plain. take the high road and I'll take the low road—and never the two shall meet! Buch, at any rate, is the new roadmap for women Rose Wilder Lane has sketched in her warmly human and thoughtful novel just published, which she has called “Diverging Helen, the heroine of this tale, begins by being the most old- | fashioned, home loving, domestic creature I have This is And you'll met in many @ season's nett's Audrey Moze, I think the lon’s share—work, husband, home and ba- bies—is none too good for us! “Business women marry,” she ad- mitted, “but so often they do not make a success of marriage. And at best their unions might be described as legalized free love. Marriage in the old sense of the word is passing | away, It is not any longer, for the independently successful women of this generation, a merging of two lives into one, a complete identifica- tion of the interests of two persons, a fharriage such as mother used to make. ven tf she wanted to contract such a marriage, the successful mod- do it. After arning your own living, cultivating independence of action and thougbt for years, you cannot subside Into a and let your husband living, choose your hink for you.” ern woman could not home earn your friends, “But does the man of to-day want j » do all these things?” I protetsed And I t of a fitty-Atty mar- iage I know, where two salaries, the family marketing and bungalow wounekeeping are divided with abso- | ute impartiality, where the husband ind wife lunch together every noon simply because tt 1s more fum than thoug unching with anybody else, and both partners retain sufficient of thought to wrangle | y ot least three times a week | f Nations and the aph huaband, Miss Lane he marries, take care of & woman, wants her THEME when be wants her, and is emotionalism. Jealous of independent activities on her part. servative person. He is an essentially con- “The more I study men the more Lam convinced they have looked at woman as at a mirror, and thus seen reflected in her all their own faults— conservatism, curiosity, illogicality, Men are so emo- tional and so illogical! It ts the man who sighs over a withered rose, not the woman, And the reason why sbe 1s fond of answering him with ‘be- cause’ is because she realizes the hopelessness of trying to convey to him a clean-cut, logical explanation. “What the new woman needs is the new man, and there is not enough of him to go around in this genera- Meanwhile she is up against an impas She does not marry, or she marries and divorces—the last re- port, you remember, said one Ameri- can marriage in every nine ended in divorce, which is simply progressive polygamy—or perhaps marries some weak, sweet-natured man who stays at home and soothes her when she comes in tired from the office,” Good Lord deliver especially from the last of these propositions! Nevertheless, I am optimistic enough to believe some of us are in better case, some have found with th “Joan and Peter’ of H. G. Wells, that marriage is two “who can keep step, who can climb together, joke broad and shamelessly and never struggle for the upper hand.” all COTTON-RAISING IN MOROCCO Spanish experimenters in the pro duction of cotton in Morocco have obtained the best results with Louis- jana seed, tion, she us, Pe ROSE WILDER LANE One Marriage New York’s Divorce Rate Compiled by the Censu A is terminated by divorce. The number of merriages in propor- tion to the population has increased since 1890, but the divorce rate has in- creased much more rapidly. The re- BOUT one marriage in every nine | turns for 1916 show, 1,050 marriages} and 112 divorces per 100,000 popula- tion, ‘Theso are some of the more striking features of a report on mar- riage and divorce, covering the calen- dar year 1916, which is soon to be issued by Director Sam. L. Rogers, of the Bureau of the Census, Department of Commerce. According to the returns, which covered 2,885 counties out of a total of 2,980—no data being available for the ninety-five missing counties—the number of divorces granted in 1916 was 112,036, or 112 per 100,000 of popu- lation, as against 84 in 1906, 73 in 900, and 53 in 1890. Excluding South Carolina, in which tate all laws permitting divorce were repealed in 1878, the lowest three di- vorce rates in 1916 are shown for the District of Columbia, North Carolina and New York—13, 81, and $2 per 100,- 100 population, respectively; while the highest three rates are these for Ne vada, Montana and Oregon—607, 323 ind 255, respectively. The divorce rates were bigher in 1916 than in 1906 for ull the States except eight—Maine, West Virginia, South Carolina (in which there were no divorces in either year), Alabama, Mississipp!, North Dakota, South Dakota, and Colorado. and the District of Columbia, In 81.1 per cent. of the cases the divorce was sranted to the husband and in 68.9 per cent. to the wife. The latter percentage compares with 67.6 for 1906 and 66.4 for 1896. ‘The principd causes for divorce and the percentages contributed by them to the total were: Desertion, 36.8 per ont.; eruelty, 28.3 per cent; infidelity, 11.5 per cent.; neglect to provide, 4.7 per cent.; drunkenness, 3.4 per cent.; ombinations of preceding causes, 8.6 per cent.; all other causes, 6.7 per cent, Desertion was reported as the cause of $110, no matt” 50 per cent. of the divorces granted ¥ Ends in a Divorce IES Ue eae 32 Divorces Per 100,000 Population. BY LIEUT. EDWARD STREETER of the 27th (N. Y.) Division. (Author of “‘Dere Mable.”) Mlustrated by CORPL, G. WILLIAM BRECK, (Copyright, 1919, ty Frederick A. Stokes Company.) Eighth of a Beries of Letters to “Dere Mable” from “Bill,” the RooWle, * $ Describing His Further Adventures in the Army. D ERE MABLE: I thought Id rite you and let you know they wasnt nothing par- ticular to say. Theyve called off tho firin for a few days till they can get some more ammunishun. If theyd only scatter a few Germans out there it wouldnt be such an awful waste. Ive fired so much now I guess I could fire any- thing. Tell your mother the first thing Im going todo when I get home is fire the cook, Same old card, eb Mable? Its nice and warm here now. We havent used the Sibly stove for a week exceptin to keep our dirty wash in. An old nigger comes round once a week and takes it out. I cant figger that nigger out, Mable. From the looks of the wash he brings back he thinks I only g@ one leg and from the looks of the bill he hands me he thinks Im a sentapeed. Angus says hes not ail there hisself, Thats why & loses so much. We had a boxing fight the other night. The Lieutenant says they in; crease the moral. I dont think they do the non coms no good though when they see the wallop some of the fetlos in their squad has got. Joe Loomis has been talkin so much. about how he could lick the whole divistun with one hand behind his back that we got him to go in. I put some money on him at his advice, I guess he made his mistake in not tyin his hand. Somebody told me he was fast. He was. He outran the other fello all the way. Angus says they ought to make speshul fighting rings with banked corners sos fight- ers could make better time. Joe thinks he won yet. He says if he hadnt slipped and fell out of the ring on his elbow hed have nocked that fellos head offen his shoulders so hard it would have hurt somebody Im glad I borrowed the money I bet on him, It might have been a total Joss, Im going to ask the Lieutenant to make me a bugler, Mable, sos I can find where buglers go between meals. Nobody ever sees a bugler except at mess and on payday. Ive asked a lot af fellos but nobody knows what becomes of them. I wouldnt want to be a bugler all the time. Its two |much strain on a follos face, As | soon as I find out where they go Ml transfer back as a fighter. I went into town the other might, “| SAT NEXT TO A LADY WHAT DIDN'T SEEM TO HAVE MUCH ON BUT A LOT OF JEWELS.” Mabie, and went to a dinner that me and a lot of other fellos was ast to, T sat next to a lady what didnt seem to have much on but a lot of jewels as far as I could see. Of course ghé was sittin at the table, Mable. 1 looked the other way all the ttme I was talkin to her cause I didnt want jto embarrass her. I was going to | offer her my coat but I didnt see why I should take cold if she wanted ¢o, We didn't talk much. Once ebe looked at me for a tong time and then says “You know, Mr. Smith, every time I take a hot bath I feel very guilty.” All I said was “Because youre not sharing it with somebody I suppose.” ‘Then we didn't talk mach in Every Nine Among Lowest, Statistics 3 Bureau Showing Only pre was a lady across the tatfe with turtle-hide eye glasses what was collectin things for the sufferin in the Palacestein, I asked ber why she didnt put an add in the paper askin everybody to send in there ald brown derbies. Nobody got it though. I was the only one at the whole'table that got a laugh out of ft Angus MacKenzie, the skoteh feflo was there. He says he Itkes that kind of a party, He is always fan of get up and go fro: up at & m the minute he gets T never saw so many dying refa. tives Im my life as 1s comin by tele gram every day. Have you got an epidemic or somethin up north, Ma- bie? It seems as tf everybody I know d been home at least once to hetp his grandmother die, None of em seem to care much for their relatiy. though, ! the husband and 30.8 per cent. of those) | granted to the wife. ‘The report shows, for 2,874 out of 2,980 counties—no information being available in the case of the 106 miss- ing counties—1,040,778 marriages as having been solemnized during the year 1916, This number represents @ rate of 105 per 10,000 population, compared with 102 for 1906, 93 for 1900 and 91 for 1890, The marriage rate, therefore, is increasing, althongh not so rapidly as the divorce rate, The marriage rate—105 per 10,000 population, or 1,050 per 100,000—was a little more than nine times as great as the divorce rate, 112 per 100,000; and it may be said, therefore, that if the 1916 rate were to continue un- changed, about one marriage in nine would be terminated by divorce, from the way they aét when ! soe dl there startin home to watch them EVENING WORLD (pass away. 1 asked the Lieutenant PUZZLES for a fturlo, He wouldnt give ft to in for me just like the By Sam Loyd f I wish youd telegraph ? Mim that you died quie Cartan the Duivict bia tha yoy al 1qu Hy and couldnt N one election district 7,200 , Fonte.” about” the middle of the me were cast for three candidates.| while Peavarn me. Got it Captin did, votes Me victor received 100 votes to| ty, Pao es se & ae range avery 60 cast for! out by the tangets lookin tor ate his nearest rival! jt was the first time wod ant oy. and the second |thing worth while firin at. very, candidate scored | pody was right on there toes, Toes 100 for every 15) the Lieutenant didnt ace em the 4 cast for the third] cause he | ue ouaaa hn ae man, Now, WhO! Thats the way he is all the toc can tell how many 1 gont ee how were ev poll ee th votes were cast for! jearn nothin if we do seach @ winner? nt ceaze our pea opportunities, ANSWER TO HOW THE BOOKIES FIGURE. If the odds are 7 to 3 against Apple I dont guess theres any use in my askin you if your havin a good time, I dont se how yo y outlay of $3; or would get dack $11] post of it Ma 2 make the @ and as soon as me and the rest of the fellos can get things stralghtened out Ill come back and paint the canoe for an outlay of $5 on Bumble Bee, Therefore to balance the book we must place $27 to $83 on Cucumber, s proved by the following: $33 on again, A would bring $110, or 350 on B anil them would bring $110, and $27 to $83 on voure fatthfulty © would bring $110, 80 if you place BILL, $33, $50 and $27, which amounts to beard ich horse wins you] The complete eerice of “Thai's Mo AM emmy Just get yor atm | Mabie” letter te published im both ions, wad mega ? a }

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