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The Evening World's Authorit at In Mr. Griffith correspondents’ initials. Answers to Questions. O man in organized society ev N do exactly as he pleases, Wien men organized themselves into states and nations, they voluntarily Bave up some portion of their per- ®onal liberty in exchange for the benefits and protection which the state and nation furnished. The eM me ts true in business, When o man goes to work for a firm, he vol- untarily gives up a part of his liberty ef thought and action in exchange for the opportunity ottered by the firm for him to earn a livelihood. Lie al- lows himself to be governed by others, insofar as his business life is concerned. All business is a fight. It is a fight against competition and against dhe indifference of mind of the buy- ing public. The basic law which gov- erns ap army is that there must be absolute obedience to superior offi- cera, Every business concern is an army in itself and it succeeds only as there is absolute obedience to oruers from the responsible heads of the concern on the part of the employe The above is given as an answer to @ letter from J. A. C., who coin- plains against what he considers the unfair practice of firms in shifting salesmen from one territory to an- other, He says, “i don't think it a fair proposition when a young man starts at the bottom at a low salary, works his way up, gives everything to bis firm, and then in return is put anywhere his firm may be pleased to place him.” Whether such @ practice is fair or not makes no particular difference, ‘The fact remains that business is con | ducted, as was said before, on a basis | of absolute cbedience and loyalty to How to Bea Better| Salesman and Earn Bigger Pay By Roy Gnffith Copretaht, 1919, by the Press Publishing Co. (The New York "Answer Column” he will be glad to aid salesmen in | Retr saieemanship problems, His replies will be published, using only the y on Successful | those In charge on the part of em- ployees. And business sa “Get out | or wet in line." You personally may | not like it, but what are you going to do abvut it? N. F.—The school you mention ts | thoroughly reliable, Their course is | very good; you could not fall to rive a great deal of benefit from | studying it, | pete | H. A. B.: The form letter which you sent mo ls very well worded. It would seem that it should secure for |you the position you want. Let me suggest, however, that you made one | error, You start out as if it waa a Personal letter, but you filled in the | name and address of the party receiv- ing the letter with a different color typewriter ribbon than that used In the body of the letter. That fairly makes the lotter SHOUT that it form letter, It wouldn't be @o bad if) you had, in your first paragraph, | mentioned that it was a form letter | or a letter which was being sent to number of firms. The rule is: Al- ways match your fill-in perfectly or else admit in the body of the lctter that it is not a personal letter, | F, H, A—You seem to lack the | bull-dog determination and stick-to it-iveness necessary for success as a salesman. You say you have had several positions but haven't seemed | to find the right one. It isn't always | the position that's wrong, you know. Often it is the man. If I were you | | would get some sort of a sales poal- | on=-no matter what-—and decide to | TICK to it and make it go. I pre. that after about three Weeks in such @ position you will decide it's the worst position in the world. All right. What if it 4 Suck to tt and jmake it the BEST a Position in the Tt isn't the jod; it's YOU, Advice on And Marriage © By Betty Vincent Youth and “Love” ‘® AANY young persons write to ask M if they “should keep com- pany” with some boy or girl they favor, Many of these corre- spondents give their ages as seven- teen or eighteen. “Puzaled,” for instance, says: ‘I fam seventeen and a high school grad- uate; also a university student. Aj- though young, I think I am quite a record-breaker. Have I at my age @ right to stick to one girl? “Recently I met a young woman two years older than I and have been going abovt with her since, She tells me she loves me and wents me to re torn it. What shall my answer be? I Vike her very much, but feel I cany tie down to one girl while I am still studying to make my way !n the world, I have no parents nor rela- tives and do my own bossing, whether right or wrong. I do not wish to give this girl up, however, as she is good and hone: I am unaltesably against the bey or girl of seventeen or eighteen ing their “love” seriously. ‘There are cases, of course, where ver) youthful yrarriages tuin cut hajpily. But this is merely chance and not the result of thoughtful planning, At cighteen the human mind, like the body, is forming. No one knows at eighteen what he will think or be at twenty- eight, thirty-eight or forty-eight It my be that a boy and girl marrying at seventeen and eighteen would “grow up together” and ome enough alike to be companionable in maturer years. But It !s more likely that thelr minds wi! diverge, or that one of them will veer off and develop ulong widely separated lines, The result !s the commonest form of un- happy marriac —the marriage of in- compatibility. In “Pursled’s" I should em- phatically say “Walt.” “Puzzled evidently well defined ide; of educa- tion and self advancement. “Tying up” to one girl while he ‘s yot preparing for his strugsie with the world ts more likely to handicap him than to be case, help him. The boy who is without definite ambitions is the on: most likely to Le helped by the early courtship and marriage. A true love will sometimes do wonders to put snirit into a man, Tt where the man {s already well launched along his chosen line, love is a responsibility rather than a spur. It would be unfair to the girl as well, If she confines her friendship to one man, and he turns out after years of close association not to be the right man for her, she has lost some precious years of youth, and has a restricted choice, She may think whe truly loves “luzzied,” but what does a girl know of love until she has had opportunity to make com- parisons? By all means, be friends with your ‘mice, honest girl, uzzled,” but tell her frankly how you feel--that you like ber and want to see her often, caatAtiB Sine Courtship but that neither she nor bound by promises, ee "Maurice A. S." see answer abo: Tuesday, April 15, PAGE 1919 You NEVER CAN TEL WHAT WILL PLEAse A MUSRAND . JOHN HATES MY NEW HAT. yo Bx ee Afler working tor some 8 cargo of hemp, ous A slur wives im Ubcir loamy veame. weed Gouda teu cousortanl put our to they Who Bas been marvel thure Seuu alictward @ cat fea with ii la cage. Feach Fraye’s Atoll wheres they Fei Aa lh Nast They A Story of Love, Romance and Adventure in the Unknown South Sea islanus. (Copyright, 1916, by Duffield & Co, SYNOPSIS UF PiKUCKULG Carr JOR» aaiaiie Use BYU One Aeibinls, dinwars aud Wallace pub all Ubelr earnings Ob od muviet anu uber Uw caplnan ey Tid Aatherine Preye My Lave diuuer Lo Use rove Bear the buns. fe slenuier Lo give smut ft "ke secauver™ ula Ho ‘ioves, ings ing” thas ta eault tor” Usman “Lect tae tions’ echwmor te ustreaaauete is dit tsian, musta tue) ted Peat ditl Lanes ieas te LN Abad Me Uiwu aauiure MD tt lovee, Tucy wares ik, ou wie ‘suuwing i will fy Wward id Ber graudfatuer, wuO 18 Wille Une are wails © dau wu calle bin his oy ab AMJOLUIG Kmaua tue Tolluwilg day. fealet Macy, wid Wide Uy luduon thus be rouuala agsty,, thon ottere’ ulus iuncheup, Couelating ut Eblherine partes te give Holm eating by she oF the natives Meturmiug Wy draye's daland they fud CHAPTER X11. “Try it, Captain,” she sald; and to (Continued, the little boy—"Drop a ball for this O, not every,” she an- gentleman, Krian,” 6 swered, “To-day tho The caddy, consumed with eager- grandpater's better, Your "8%, did as he was bid, coming cheered him . “ADd you whack it with this?" God- up. And then the village pas Plt drew by chance a brassy, and worked faster, You braced them, “lOM# with it, the girl's belt and pistol, too, poor creatures! Every man whish tumbled out on the ground, Jack fetched in his four hun- “St#nd clear, all hande” ‘tred nuts on time, So 1 got away , He Addressed the ball after « fash- varly.” She looked up, forestalling ‘0% @F6W back bis mighty arms, and vheir questions, ‘Oh, yea, 1 see to the copra nowadays. Sumebody musi We ship twenty-five thousand piculs a year, you know. And there's ‘kudu bark, about forty guineas the ton, and becbe de mer for little pig-tailed epicures in Canton * * © But that’s aij shop. No; 1 golf only when I jcan; and to-day because grand{atber made me come out.” Godbolt brought standstill. “You mean you oversee all that?” |he demanded. His bla . eyes were Jsnapping, He pointed at the girl's waist, "And you always carry a ‘ gun?” Miss Fraye greatly abashed. } "Ob, pa She unbuckled her eapon and crowded it into the cad- dy's bag. hat was to—to shoot sea hawks with, That was for fun, However well women are supposed }to fib, not one of ber ort believed her, Hawks, indeed! Godbolt him- self took pity on her, “What's your game of inquired, the party to a was suddenly and wolf?” he with his own rough tact. “I've seen pictures of it, but never in the open air before, How might she | go, Miss Fraye?” The girl gave a mischievous look at Wallace and Tisdale smote, A wcalp of dusty grass flew, and lighted perhaps a rod away. The ball trundied not much farther. As for the club, it shivered into three pieces and left the splintered stock in God colt's fist, like a tool in the hand of Kwasind, The man was not built for anything small and clever. Everybody laughed. Even the youngster forgot his decorum and ut- tered. Godbolt picked up the frag- ments ruefully; but seeing how the girl shared aud led the general mor- riment, he also broke out in a peal of boyish laughter, “Well, there! Poetry o' motion, that wai He stowed the pieces in the caddy's bag, “I'll mend your little whipstick tor you.” As he spoke he took from the grass her belt and holster, “Playing with this"—ne pat- ted the revolver butt-—"playing w..a this, now, @ man might hit Her challenge came at a flash, “The ball yonder? Could you bit that Godbolt drew the weapon—a regu- lation Wediey~ measured its dark symmetry with a scholar’s eye and glanced at the golf ball ahead, ure spoke cheerfully, Katherine gave him no time to weaken “Do it!" she commanded, people who boast, ly, or else’— Whatever her threat might have been, the revolver cut her short. God- “I hate Do it now, quick- You Beat It NEVER SEES ANYTHING PRETTY! IN HIS WIFE'S HATS, HE HAS TO Pay FoR THEN A HUSBAND bolt had raised his arm and fired bo- fore they saw he was aiming. A long scar ripped the grass; two white chips flew into the sunlight, and there was no more golf ball. The nearer sheep cut an absurd caper and ran bundling away with a hurry and Jingle of bells. rine clapped her lan: she cried, "You can Tho sailor had in fact retrieved his reputation, Little Krian, the caddy, wondered at him with round, solemn eyes. Wallace and Tisdale laughed no longer. “If that's your way of hitting,” de- clared the girl, “I like it better than mine.” Ge bolt shook his head ‘o, Here, sonny.” He flicked out the empty cartridge, stuffed the Web- kc, back into its holster and gave it to the boy, “Good gun there. Miss Fraye, No; your way's better, with the whipstick.” Bo, loitering In a pleasant coolness, they followed their shadows over the sunset fleld, homeward, to the veaper tnkling of bells, the bleating of a scattered flock and that unending, all-pervading sigh—like a slow forest wind sifting through pine needies— which was the mournful voice of the sea. CHAPTER XIV. T the corner of Fraye's bungalow, Katherine took her leave. “1 must go stimulate Yeo Poy toward his dinner," she sald; and before disappearing round a honeysuckle bush—"Won't you please tell grandfather anything you car tu tell him, about-—-about where you spent your day?’ The ysuckle swayed in the dusk. And they, captain and owners of the Naatwich Number Two vvat, were left to give an account of tnem- selves. hon “Arthur,” commanded — Godbolt, ou got to do the talking.” They skirted the front veranda, went up, and entered the lamp-light in the main room, Thomas Masterman Fraye sat play- bg chess at a mabogany table, His vlack eyes twinkled aa he glanced up, aodding, “Well, young men? slept the clock round?" “No, Mr. Braye,” replied Tisdale ‘We slept wonderfully, thank you; Dut torday-we went visiting,” The knights had captured an ebony oawn, Mr, Fraye dropped this qui- @Uy into the box. H ce was bland, Have you!" but in his eye they caught a sparkle “Visiting already? My Have you of humor. neighbor, | suppose ‘Tisdale copied his manner prec “Your neighbor, Mr, Oliver Mac Mango Island. Fraye chuckled, ; Ly. Od ars Te ey. BEAUTIFUL HAT PAULINE HAD ON True,” said he at present. Thane of Cawdo' but who knows what low? How did you get on?* Not at all, sir jentlemen, you fellow," he continued quietly see that: I dare say should, Let me tell an He pointed past them, rn ENRYZ MILNER RIDEO “Of Mango Island sw; title may fol seo T deaplse the You it's ay well you you why; or try toward the windows and the darkling blue of the years the first y. We came my father lagoon f it yestare the channe found wild) savag spiritless handful, se ing leaves tn and are ‘unum fol lium,’ like the Jesuits? ainan, My father, Sir Fraye, was cruising for pleas. died here. 1 was younger son anid he- the very pl ‘Tom, you're If you go home is sure to grip you, with and a bottle of port, Stay h work out your we Hed, and Jeft his ashes her ashes, We burn on the don't bury. Dig a fow fort understand why. Land-crab: worms q Mr. Fraye He was lo. board, which pool fill came fri of the pas Well? well m ant ed under a big p A fat little ¢ to me ng ht have heen His vol We ve Katherine our want!" he eried, re Jone ver stant Katherine stuck b: go hom ple, and be ha rine stands 5! Frank's girl, 8 left out 1 And here came Mace!" his air of th Got bi me! 7 len k If you're afraid ab Wallace, the you" Mr, piece Fraye plucked up t from chess board, igh to hurl it he thundered king, as th iffians harden the mebut us tell you A the t t ls w use w years ago, wh) the ehtldrer land v wome white. fe ¢ and powder ‘ cards of sea captal Don't fended, Mr. Godbolt; every its blighters, even at se pretty establishment gr where, af nd wea for p martinet T beg d with slender trees. T saw ¢ as you saw through We 6, retry are, Tr malin ty England, the @ an arme fat Im island, report of old In. t mp. alr and hee 1 you’) nward spac wn MM or a had forgotten his wrath down at the chess white “Afratd art th chick Afraid of Ma dt The Kiddie Kl Coprrta Billy Boy in only what was loft could not crunch big marrow bones, so Billy Boy had them to him self. Ho sat out on the old | low one day, with a particularly nice frisked about and laughed and chat tered Nou CAN Have IT PAUUNG. HE'LL NEVER LET NE WEARIT| bird called, and told B ly me? Billy Boy was, you see, a bit lone- some, 1 will,” murmured Phoebe, why, you see, [ have a nest up here out on a ry small twig, so that Mr, Grey Squirrel could not come out and make omelet of my eggs. There are four y nice, promising bables in the nest now and I stay with them, LH be right here, lite boy. Billy felt quite happy, and just then he saw a flash of blue and heard the love song—oh, the | very loveliest song! “Oh, oh!” Billy breathed, in ec. hat,” sald Phoebe, “is Mr. Blue- bird. Does not he sing sweetly?” | “An, yes! exclaimed Billy, In de- bright his sharp little eyes! There scemed to be such lots of nice | folks in th Iimbs over! ds that | Hilly Boy lay down in the soft brown | eaves, He heard a pewee calling, calling, but he could not find him in the tree- | | Dear Cousin Kiddies: | tied In last week's Hoth sides, the boys The scores a pennant race. Mango Island when I came outagan, ery Then somebody muttered, weet neighbors: and ever since tits the oars creaked in thelr row this Oliver Mace, with wa: departing es nant of wit he saved from liquor he boy shouldn't expose himself, sunstroke, has tried to oust us old Fraye. "Go call him tye nh our island. Ours? There mi is a dead shot, whatever else hitch, ‘The place remains private ay be xround to this day; we have 90 dale'y yellow bh status.” doorway. He “No status?” repeated Wallace, he had re. vo fing,” said Mr. Fraye, inwe- tiently, “Under no government; open to the first who takes, Mace begin flirting with the Dutch. W iressed England, but England jowest sure things on said ad appeared tn a smiling, But ined the party b the before the chess table, he was quite serious; for no were “That was Mace, te view the remain: The beat of hostile oars passed 5 away, atendily, toward Mango Island: That's why Walter has gono—aga‘nst In point of dignity, that sullen bon! he Billets ware snp ce ateee a Was carrying off the honors of the cable hot, praying for Letters Patent tie’ engagement, ; and all the rest. But we prayed he. Mr. Fraye began to gather his piay- Great men d Ant things into their box, Godbolt stooped where's The nd helped hi or it's me. ra is no it only this island? now on this twland, 4 ep volce. take Mace, or take wants? sis companions, he said, “coming the sailor “Only the Nothing ther wity urd. predicament ask: Islan else” me for your law." Wallace made a ter attempt. little man stared up into God- t's eyes, amazed and frightened, second and a bet- “Is you, sir, I meant to say, 'f “How did you guess?" he whis- you want us, we three take your pered. “How did you? That reminds : me of Frank, my son Frank: you Fraye looked keenly under his much, Captain.” Wilke GuabRo we showed no mere: Come what may Only the island? “What may.’ Tisdale responted, Mr. Fraye glanced round the room and the others gave a nod in a sort of terror. “LT offer you nothing sure," objected “Hush! he ordered, “T never sald the 1 man. Danger and troubl that eo might overhear , sou. Mace has forty-odd men at his oack She has quick ears, little Katherine bad ones. Mace n bite.” We know that, they assented (To Be Continued.) Ile tried to enlist us, Oh yea, © <_ — Mace tried all his might. Offered, F mrt Why, he offered champagne ant The Luck of the Irish ats this?" oy the of ‘ yet without surprise. By Harold MacGrath “Would you fight," Mr. Freve =; . ners = sei asked of nobody, owould you faht From New York to Singa- tation, two hundred people without « pore the Luckof thelrish hackbone amongst ‘em, and 1 oe bundful or so of ast Hero Leads Him Into mossy | fresh bone that had been left, and | very contentedly dug out bite of, white marrow with a long twig Presently some little mice crept sit | from holes under the logs and picked | up the crumbs, while Mr. Chipmunk From a tree overhead a little brown that her Evening World’s ub Korner Conducted by Eleanor Schorer by the Prets Publishing Oo, (The New Tork Rrening World) the Wildwood By Uncle Bill UD and Sis were not one bit good | to divide, they were regular little | pigs, and snapped for all they | could get, and usually Billy Roy got! ‘Thoir baby teeth | | tops. Pewees are so very tiny, you know, that it was not much wonder, th a but when a red-eyed vireo, owt name was Phoeb over and over searching for ingecta, just ran along” again sho told It—"Pboebe, Phoebe!” | the lower side of a maple iit, Bie “Well,” said Billy Boy, "I think with . feet up, Bill i houted you are good, Will you stay with Scan warene aid glee. Never before had he seem @ bead down, Mrs. Vireo stopped tm her search for larva, cocked her head and peered at Billy, “You are standing on your head,” he called to her merrily. “Well, what of that?’ Mrs, chirped “That is what my toe are made for. A vireo's business ie to hunt bugs on the under side of the limby Listen, little man, while £ tell you if it were not for us an@ all the other birds there would Be almos: no trees at ail. Bugs and worms would Billy Boy, I've seen the rain crows eat (eat caterpillars by the dosem, Ugh’ great hairy, squirming caters pillars, And the rain crows tell me they taste fine. As for us vireos we the nice tiny white eggs that wi! | tight fin. in the bark of the trees.” | Mr. Riuebird came to @ close-by| "“Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat” rang out the twig and sang again, How beauti- | soun’ of a little hammer on the bole |tully blue his wings were, and how] Of a big tree, and up ran a red capped Ww s0upec! strong bill, “See that fellow, now,” obit Mrs, Vireo, “just watch lim dig for borers, He can hear them under the » pounding lustily with bis kicked up his feet and bord and digs them out. Why, he vatched them, still sucking his mar-| fairly lives on. borers.” bisa BEY: AU ave ee: a Hille did not know what a borer 0 ‘ was, but he thought pocker's red cap the he ever saw. Mr. Wood- prittiest thing {and the girls, | winners: boast three pennant Mildred Gridley, Corona,’ N. ‘.; Dorothy Somerkamp, Glen’ Ridge, N, Ju Sylvia Elbrand, Brookiyn; N. ¥, Walter Lewin, New York» City; Willlam Delaney, West New. Brigh- |ton, S&S. L; Harry Gibson, “‘Yenkers, ¥, No two of them come from the | same place, The six represent @ wide territory, Yeuterday a friend told me about @ swirl who had tried time and again to save enough coupons to become @ Kiddie Klub member, She never sue- ceeded in accumulating six with com. secutive numbers, Something always | happened them. Either she lost or missed one, anyway she cele! her sixteenth birthday the other day; how do you suppose? You'll never guess, She spent it in tears because it meant that she could never be @ | Kiddie Klub Cousin, She was in hard luck, poor kiddie, |T,wish that she had had some oon these pennant winners among | friends, They could have helped her out . Cousin Eleanor. CONTEST WINNER, “Springtime.” MARCH AWARD | By rer )) EDNA KLEIN, Bronx, aged eleven APRIL POEM CONTEST, | Subject: “The Flower [ Love the Best.” Ten prizes of four Thrift Stamps (the equivalent of $1) will be awarded those of our Kiddie Klub members, ages from aix to fifteen im- clusive, who write the best poems om “The Flower | Love the Best.” ve poem should not contain more than twelve lines. The indorsement of the teacher or Hix proposal had ne to wait parent of the contestant saying the The young men m broken. re Loveand Adventure. poem is, to the best of their knowl= nonstrance, and came grasping ot edge, original and has not been copied, 1 over his game of cheas—three F finished his second cigar after must accompany each contribution, pairs of hands all in a jostle to earch dinner—it was about 11—and| Contestants must state NAM held of one, What words happencd was tain & thraastimen: Ag R ADDRES and CERTIFICAT! to fall, fell very n ” NUS oR. “There now, Mr. Fraye, There, sir, around — befo turning tn. His|" Address Cousin Eleanor, Evening don't you fret. Wo'll seo t A! thoughts centred upon his school | World Kiddie Klub, No, 63 Park Row, part, Lord sa what else teacher, naturally |New York City. we got for” . eo Contest closes April They drew shamed This train of thoughts was abruptly | ebullition, As they did #0, a ind pacnfully deratied by human en= | 9 yeeanennnmemmeeemmenmaanante entered the room through the frost) org Some one fell upon his back | {49W TO JOIN THE KLUB AND window ving of td eth OBTAIN YOUR PIN. BAS pact de Hye like the old man of the sea, out of teguning with oom tnle wheeled about, listened, nowhere, bet cut oat fx" the laughed bit f M th’ thew a ‘Hold ont he oried ur A bit from Mr, MacGrath's new ie 0 Cota friend's coming to inqu story, "THE LUCK OF THE IRISH,” Both “Pare Mowe He ran out through the fr that will begin on this page next Yor Guy, ite @ randa, Darkness lay beyon eard hia fly down the garden Monday “Klub Pin” SAMS, AUB F path, and r hollow on the jutt It is a story of an trish plumber Au o tidren ap t mateen years of age # afterward, his voice, cheery and who is lett a fortune and starts on a) f2sowe memoam, Kash pemeee te nts trip) around world-bul-—don'( jood evening, Mace! How are iniss @ word of it and you will find you to-night, my’ dear Olive out what happens when he arr ‘The starry void ignored this mook- ia the Orient, bird climbing about a tree with Bie them all up, Why, - —. A