The evening world. Newspaper, June 24, 1919, Page 22

ENCES, ¢ i ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZEH, Published Dally xcept one fe ens Company, Nos. 68 i it, » eS ee te MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS, eT TY St air wk we oe aoe Pause bee VOLUME 59.....,.....cceecceesees NO. 21,126 Ste GERMANY ACCEPTS. 7 oe render of the German Government is officially announced. Fe f It is a Germany that writhes as it submits. It is _ Germany that protests it yields to force and hints darkly of difficulty |= and disotder to follow. It is a Germany that, even in yielding, adds ‘one more shameless breach of faith to an infamous record. It is a ) Germany that will require close watching lest it scuttle German assets "snd German credit even as it scuttled the interned German warships _ at Scapa Flow and Kiel. Nevertheless, once the Peace Treaty is signed and the darkest | ‘hour of Germany's humiliation over, wé believe there will be _feaction among considerable numbers of Germans that ‘will tend to HE German delegates will sign. The final unconditional sur- ae MERGE METS Pe Poh eral EDITORIAL PAGE June 24, Tuesday, lessen the troubles Germany can cause. The German may give way to his emotions. He may lie/on the ground and threaten to go mad at the moment he feels most | “the fall measure of his defeat. But he is capable of quick recovery owhen the worst is over and a way opens toward his renewed comfort » “and advantage. ~ “Boasted German discipline, seasoned German habits of industry, @éciity and thrift, philosophic Gorman stress on the consolations of ‘ating, drinking and plentiful amusement in a tranquil, well-ordered ‘Hfe—these noted German attributes have not been conspicuous _ Maring the period of the armistice. They may be expected to return, however, in ever increasing measure once the blessed fact of peace is _ felt in Germany. They will help not a little against disruptive R ” Significant and hopeful is the kind of German reasoning that appears in the comment of the Neue Gazette on the sinking of the German warships at Scapa Flow: If the action carries with {t injurious results for Ger- many {t must be regretted, for Germany 1s hardly in « position to indulge in the luxury of heroic poses, and the brief satisfaction of appearing before the world in this Bengal illumination‘may have to be paid for in cash. The more the new Germany adopts this prudent line of thought ‘nd shows it means to permit no “Bengal illuminations” of any sort ‘Row or later in honor of a defunct regime, the better place will Ger- many be to live in and the more rapidly will improve its relations with other nations. Peace will not metamorphose German character. But it wil! _ fiting relief from much present German suffering and allow German: “ge ponder with less irritation and more benefit to themselves the Jessons of the war. In one important respect the epectacle of Germany's despera\: troggles to avoid signing the Treaty is as valuable from the poini af view of the future peace of the world as, tho just severity o! the treaty terms themselves. History cannot have too strongly to emphasize or too vividly and to eet forth the painful nature of the punishment to Bi which a nation that followed Germany's example would render itee!/ ‘am Only a Germany broken, defeated, crushed with the sense of ite | tmumiliation, “yielding to force,” should come forward with the pen @@ the most momentous peace treaty ever signed is to be also thc most promising for mankind. tt + 4 + REDS INVOKE THE LAW! 3 Characteristic is the outcry made by the Socialist New York a Call over the seizure of revolutionary literature on the premises ay * of the Rand School of Social Scfence. . Sa , ‘This is not the first time, storms the Call, “that those eye worn to uphold the law and the Constitution have abetted E y such @ crime.” fies Sourrying to get under the protecting wing of the very law <ogtiel and Constitution they plot to overthrow! ‘That's the worst of the Reds, They are like a tenant who we threatens openly to burn the landlord's property and then yells . “about his tenant's rights when objection is made to the stores 4 of kerosene in his closets. ee ‘The B. R. T. furnishes another convincing demonstration that every wooden car left on the milway systems of this city fe a crime and a menace. a Many American ears straining eastward this week for the first boom of peace are also listening for the death signa! of wartime Prohibition. =| * ~* "Ss F \ a Letters From the People A WIFE NEED A VACA- want one I do not say that @ vaca- TION? tion is @ necessity, but it certainl; |= Be Ge Biiior of The Evening Works; seems good to @ woman of my » have read in your paper about | standing. 1 have lived through many © “Does a Wife Need a Summer Vaca-| summers without a vacation and Be "also the answer by Mrs. J.| stood it all right, but I tell you mor 2 Yawser, May I express my/ihan once in the hot days I longe: @pinion?~ 1 am a mother of six for a few days of rest, and the only ehildren ranging in age trom fifteen! way for mother to get a rest is t to twenty-four; have been marti 4| go away, unless you are sick {n bed— mix years and had nine chil-|if that can be called rest, 1 do not three dead, I have had four| begrudge those women who mo awa, i during my married life, | every summer—those who “could not ‘one lasting about two weeks.|live without going away.” I have lived without vacati ail these years I have done | iyo Tur the dhenwe and am still a R etsrhe \ work, never had a maid, | fow 4 And rest. of 8 not afford one and did not ares Oe Se Goad 1C ane pore u us has been invented for a theatre programmes usef mille tr the Abr A oA amino The Marriage Of Many Years By Sophie Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co, Irene Loeb Making Too Much of Petty Things FEW days ago I wrote in these columns the story of an incl- dent in the “eternal triangle,” where the young man, a friend of the family, alien- ated the affections of the wife, and where the band took sensible view of the situation, s0 that the balance of their lives might not be in vain. In direct contrast to this state of effaire ia the case of a husband and wife with whom I dined a few days ago Mr. and Mra, M. have been married for twenty-three years, and he) were going away for @ brief trip to celebrate his birthday. They have two beautiful children and are the happiest people in the world, I know that neither one of them would change the partnership for anything in the world. The man is a prominent business man, and I discovered that one of the big elements of thé success of this ‘varriage was the wife’s keen in/erest in the welfare and progress of her husband. Besides being the mother of his children, and his companion, she has undertakon to know something about his work and bas proved the real partner. ‘This keen interest has somehow tn- spired a similar one in bim, as to her work and her needs, and I never saw more genuine devotion than ts ‘aantfested by this couple, If as in this instance, after twenty- } ree years, people can truthfully say that the partnership has been thoroughly satisfactory, then the dis- gruntied people, wno believe that marriage is @ failure, might well take notice, And there are many families like this couple--only you don’ hear about them as you do about the mia- taken marriages, hay seen her— wife and mothe: ) As im the thatance mentioned, knowing her husband to be such a eh ae who is the happy needs of his business, she does not make @ scene when he disappoints Jer at dinner, She does not lmpict en following his life in every ltue detail, She accepts his excuses without casting reflections on his veracity. In @ word, she is sensible about 11 all, She takes the reasonable point of view, And there are reasonable women in the world and :easonable men, too, If I were asked to give the most important element in a happy marri- age, I would say, torerance, Toler- ance for each other's tastes—toler- ance for each other's mistakes—tol- erance for each other's needs, The people who cultivate tolerance are those who look at things through the large lense and see a bigger vision of things that are worth while, If I were asked to give the princl- pal element that mate for miserable marriage, I would say, making too much of petty things. it all the miseries in the marriage relation were summed up, most of them would be trifling mole hills that have grown to mourtiins because of tho unwillingness of cither party to forgive trifling incidents, They harbor thelr grievance over a small offense, And before you know it, there are many such offenses which continue to mount up uatil they are difficult to overcome, The sure way is to look over the big things and overlook the petty ones, abs i AS Worth a Thought Perhaps HE stained glass of the cathedral of Le Mans Is said by critics to be the loveliest in France, “The real and legitimate goal of the sciences,” said Bacon, “is the en- dowment of human life with new com- modities.” Once in his law days while Lincoln was in Chicago trying @ suit, his wife had the roof taken off their’ house to meke the house higher, On Lincoin's repurn he manifested great surprise and asked a passerby, “Stranger, can jou tell me where Lincoln lives?" ceiving the desired information, he then gravely entered the domicile, Thomas Jefferson, acpording to William KE, Curtis, one of his biog- raphers, was devold of a sense of humor, Says the latter: told a story and ra m" Ae capa The Jarr Family. By Roy L. McCardell Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening “World). Some of Mrs. Jarr’s Friends Are Pained to Learn Bad News May Be RS. JARR came hurriedly to the window when she heard the sound of an automobile halting in the street below. The Stryvers had an automobile, Mrs, Clara Mudridge-Smith had one Mr, Jarr had come home in a taxicab over and anon, although he always ‘aid somebody else paid for it—s ars, Jarr was not at all flusterec vhen she looked down and saw | was Mrs. Stryver calling in state. Yet she rejoiced that almost every 00d housewife in the neighborhood {was hanging out of the window, so she waved her hand down to Mrs. Stryver, although Mrs, Stryver was not looking up, that the neighbors might know it was Mrs, Jarr the automobile caller was visiting in style, Then, what do you think? Mrs. Clara Mudridge-Smith's new town car snorted up. And Mrs, Stryver’s motor—not @ cheap car, either, though last season's model—bad to move on a bit. Mis, Stryver bad a start on Mrs Mudridge-Smith in climbing up the stairs to the Jarr flat, but Mrs. Mudridge-Smith hadn't so much weight to carry for age. And the two arrived at the door at the same time, but both too much out of breath to talk at the moment, “Why, what @ surprise!” cried Mrs Jarr, “The both offyou coming at the same time!” And she kissed, them, “Come right in and take off your things. cup of tea,” Mrs, Jarr was all smiles, but on the faces of both her visitors were sor- rowful expressions. Fortunately Mrs, Jarr surmised what bad news they thought they bore to her. At least she hoped it was what she gur- mised, She knew tt was something both thought would grieve her, What else brings women in a hurry to the homes of others unless to be the first to endeavor to pour sympathy upon sorrow-after having first brought the news that caused the sorrow? Mrs, Stryver regarded Mrs, Mud- ridge-Smith with @ displeased look. Mrs, Mudridge-Smith was smiling. At least, she thought, she was there co-eval with Mrs, Striver with tid- Ings to distress, even though she ip bis} bed not got there ahead of the stout of woe, T'll bave Gertrude make us a | a Boomerang ° ‘ Mrs. Stryver had a parcel, She was carrying it herself, as she hadn't brought along a footman—and chauf- feurs are just as good as you are and vetter, They will carry nothing. Mrs. ridge-Smith had a big bunch of said the hese are for you, Mudridge-Smi dearie,” handing Mrs, nwers to Mrs, Jarr. Mrs, Stryver a, vok to the younger visitor and clutehed her ‘package. It was a lage shawl she had intended to cheer Mrs. Jarr up with, butsnow that the dread ful gossip, Mrs, Mudridge-Smith, was on the scene Mrs, Stryver deter- mined to hold back her present, and perhaps, if Mrs. Mudridge-Smith broke the bad news first, to take it back home with her and not to let on it was anything for Mrs, Jarr. “Well, what has happened, that you two drop in on me in this delightful way?" asked Mrs. Jarr again, as the ladies were all seated in the parlor. have a duty,” said Mrs. Stryver Mrs, Jarr looked so perturbed that Mrs. Stryver began to open the pack- age. “You didn’t see they are all buds!" said Mrs, Mudridge-Smith, seeing Mrs. Jarr's attention was distracted from the flowers, “I knew you liked buds best; besides, they last longer than full blown roses.” “You had better have brought her a floral design for her funeral,” croaked Mrs. Stryver dismally, “What IS the matter?” asked Mrs, Jarr in alarm, gave a hard in “I never carry said Mrs, Stryver, “I am above backstairs gossip. Mrs, Mudridge-Smith will tell you.” “You saw it first. You made us all swear we would never mention iti” cried Mrs, Mudridge-Smith. I was not going to mention it, but I see you here and I thought it best to break it to her gently.” “No, we mustn't tell her on account of the children,” said Mrs, Mudridge- Smith. “You alarm me," said Mrs, Jarr. “As it is a terrible thing, we not discuss, léet us not talk of tt:” said Mrs. Stryver. “Here is a lace shawl I've brought you as a present.” Mrs, Jarr looked so pleased, Mrs. Stryver felt sorry she had been so generous, "Oh, [can't tell her! I can’t tell her!" cried the other visitor. So they both started to tell her at once. “We saw your husband coming out of a liquor store auction!" they cried. “Why, yos,” said Mrs. Jarr, clutch. ruld ing the presents, “he went to on " i) break the other ten id tl twe bi “_ O'Mara?” jals,”--Private Joseph L, Grahanr to ost for Fag nsbendel Dida, en anewerehotmarn “ale Titan Trees sooth te Grane f a he andi aX u achelor Girl Reflection By Helen Rowland Copyright, 1929, ty The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Brening World), Another throne is tottering—another king shall fall. Down with the last world-conquerer—farewell, King Alcohol! Oe ee enene rome And yet, each year, some royalists will hatch another plot | To put you on your throne again. They'll try a thou: ways! itn is full of “junkers,” now, who mourn “ good ysl”. ND in the meantime, has the man of YOUR house ruined all the kettles and got all the enamel off the stew pans trying to brew — | things that (thank heaven) never turn out to be anything sour-mash? Well, men WILL be boys, they say! ‘ To find your mate—that is goud fortune; to kno him when you find him—that is inspiration; tq wi him when you know him—thac is art; to keep hi when you've won him—that is a miracle! The Kaiser may have murdered babies and bombed hospitals, but perhaps even HE never did anything quit 80 cruel as to tell a woman of forty that she looked her full age! If nothing but their heart strings became entangled, people wouldn't find marriage so binding. It’s a man’s purse strings and a woman's apron atrings that really form the Gordian knot. Sometimes a man’s idea of cutting down “overhead” expenses con- ;8ists entirely in denying himself the pleasure of buying his wife any more hats. A woman wastes more time dreaming over an old love affair than it would take a man to start half a dozen new ones, Up to twenty-one, a young man can always think of a lot of pleasanter jand more fascinating ways of making a living than by working for it, \ A clever woman can dig the grave of hor rival with a few patronizing compliments, How They Made Good By Albert Payson Terhune. Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World). NO. 51—EDWIN FORREST, America's First Great Actor. | r was the first night of a new play at w Philadelphia | theatre in 1817. One of the important parts was that of a fifteen-year-old girl. As this character came on the stage the astonished audience noticed, below ber frilled skirts a pair of enormous hobnailed boots and the bottoms of an equally enormous and shabby peg- top tweed trousers, At sight of this incongruous underpinning for the costume of a.dainty maiden of fifteen, the audience set up a howl of delight. Loudest of the laughers was RS fb cawky balt-grown boy who sat with his parents in the front row, The “girl” singled out this guffawing youth, from among the rost of the laughers. Striding to the footlights, the “girl” shook a brawny fist at the lad and bellowed in thunderous tones at him: “Come out into the alley and I'll punch your silly head Just then one of the older actors hustled the challenger off the stage and into the arms of the angry manager who stood swearing in the wings. Thus ended the first stage appearance of Edwin Forrest, America’s first He wag the son of a Philadelphia widow; and was ap- prenticed to a tradesman. In his spare time ine > he was forever hanging around the theatre, ive Hooted At During } doing ail sorts of odd jobs in return for a cot Appearances chance to see the plays, One night a girl in’ * the company fel! ill. Young Forrest was al- lowed to play the part, having learned its lines in record time, But the manager omitted to look him over before he went on for the performance. Hence the shoes and trousers, Forrest had not been able to get into the actress's tight slippers, so had worn his own boots. And he had kept on his trousers, tog, This first experience would have been enough to cure any ordinary boy of stage sickness. But Forrest was banging around the theatre again: within a week, and some time later he began to attract attention, for he! was a strapping big fellow even then, with a handsome face, a mighty’ voice, and a magnetic personality. At last he had a chance to act Young Norval in the once popular wagedy of “Douglas.” (Your grandparents, as school children, used to recite Young Norval's prinvtpal speech, beginning: “My name is Norval. On the Grampian Hills my father feeds his flock.” Forrest was still im his nineteens at the time, But he scored a brilliant success in this play. And then his mother ‘1ade him go back to his shop job, As success! seemed in his reach, he must turn his back on it and continue a line of: work he detested, Yet he was resolved to make good, and, on the first’ opportunity he joined a road company, where he served a far harder and. worse paid apprenticeship in his art than any modern actor can realize, ill-paid, ill-taught, overworked, he nevertheless toiled on, By this time he was a giant im physique and strength, with « tres! nendous voice, a lionlike head and a flerce temper. By dint of sheer noise and personality he forged ahead, He was making good, but he was bit« lerly dissatisfied, He knew his work was not good, He knew it was | merely the best of a bad lot of acting, and he strove to better it, | He saw hig chance to do this when Edmund Kean, England's foremost actor (and a polished artist) visited the United States, Forrest watched ,, Kean's acting at every opportunity, studying its subtle details, learning how to substitute } skill for more ranting, yet how to make the most of his own size and glorious voice,* Hi * got an engagement in Kean's company, working for a mere pittance in order to improve his own artistic education. ‘And the result proved his wisdom, for a yearor-so later Forrest made ‘his New York debut in “Othetlo,” and in a night he proved to the publie | that America at last had an inspired actor, He had made good. His career from then om was an almost continuous upward flight to immortal fame and to wealth, really great actor, Obtained Engagement to Further His Talent Saving the Pieces little, sir, It was pretty greasy when I first got it.” see.” Then ‘Hara, you broke your sixth gen< eral order when you let me have that gun, did you not?” “Yes, sir. “Now, then, what is your seventh general order?” “To talk to no one, except in lite of TPR an hour's instruction on walking post, general orders and the two special orders re- lating to Post No. 1, the inssructing officer told us to get our guns, We were assigned to “posts” on the pa- given certain orders rade grounds, and told to act like real sentinels, Five minutes afterward another) gyiy gir, officer, sent out to test us, strolled up] you broke shat one also." to Post No 1. “Yes, sir” O'Hara; raging ine “Let me see your gun, O'Hara,” sald | wargiy, turned and walked away, he. “O'Hara,” shouted the officer, “I did O'Hara, unsuspecting, handed {t/ not dismiss you. Where are you go« over. The officer, after looking it| ing?” ever, balanced it on one hand, 3 says O'Hara, halting, “¢ 2 I'm’ afraid ‘ay bere another min Have some trouble’ in cleanirg it,