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Pa OF THB ASSOCIATED PRESS. " SSS ee THE NEXT CONFLICT. bal T BEGINS to look as if the next contest the people of this country ] have to face will be to decide whether the charter of the Ameri- ean Federation ot Labor is to supersede the Constitution of the United States. The latter instrument ‘has served well. It is about to encounter its most severe tes’. The Constitution of the United States guarantees to every citizen-that life, liberty and pursuit of happiness which the Declata- ~ tion of Independence declared to be among his unalienable rights. Tt only attempts to safeguard the “pursuit.” The charter of the American Federation of Labor represents an effort to guarantee a result of the pursuit—assuming that good pay and reasonable hours of work spell happiness. To the extent that _ it has eo far operated the Federation has brought large benefits to its membrs—who are, however, a limited class as compared with the sum total of the Nation’s workers. One of the chief advantages secured by the Federation forces hes been the right of collective bargaining, by.which large numbers The Constitution does not guarantee that happiness will’ be secured.| | of men are placed in such a position as practically to control\indus- tries. f Within safe and just limitations, there has been no real objec- tion to the system.. We have now, however, reached a point where by reason of the everincreasing solidarity of these organized masses vi labor the employees of the railways are in a position to paralyze the country by suddenly interrupting the pursuit of happiness of something more than 100,000,000 of their fellow citizens who depend upon transportation for the very life of their industries, Conflict impends. Will the Federation of Labor, which assumes the attitude of a body of Americans apart from the rest, take a stand for its own solidarity? - y Or will it invite the entire country to operate under its charter and replace the Constitution—thereby abolishing the rights of the ~ individual and exalting instead the powers.of collective classes? 45 aX aa One theory or the other must come to the test and go down if 3 ofganized labor persists in its present policy. eS That the people of the City of New York are eagerly _ @waiting the chance to honor Gen. Pershing as the city’s guest “ ‘Mo iteration: The Mayor has sent a cablegram to the £» and a telexram to the War Department. . It is up to | latter to ‘supply information and aid’ that will help New to prepare in a manner worthy of the ogcasion, There ‘Can at least be no excuse in this case for the conflicting atti- tudes of War Department officials which so hampered the _city’s plans for welcoming the 77ta Division last May, ‘dus acle! ITEER ROF Ld —— cha Rew ‘ork ‘orid.) eres 4 FDS Sayings IFS. She Biddeth Farewell to the Land of Make For. the Masks Are Off, the Curtain Hath Fallen, the Lights Are Out—And the Summer of 1919 Is No More! ‘ By Helen Rowland, Copyright, 1919, oy The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Kvening World.) i the city: Yet in their gossiping. motions of the final “tipping.” her husband. mountains and join him in the city. these Httle matters, cach other and flutter gayly apart. ling laughter. Yet'the damsel is saying: shines, and forget without regret! bereft of all mine illusions! world of Reality! Two white butterfiles drift past%n the sunlight, Their wings caress’ “Verily, verily, the Summer Resort is NO place for “And I, too, shall go happily from this Place of Banality—back to the: Farewe)l, Summer!” WAND, my Daughter, the Day of Departure is at hand, and the hour of parting hath struck, when all the world saith Farewell t@- Summer, to love and to frivolity! H The matrons flap their wings upon the hotel piazza and clue sweetly unto one another, saying: Ha] “So glad to have met thee!” and “Do Jook us ap hearts they are murmuring: “Well, THAT'S all over, thank heaven!” i ‘The men utter pleasant Words of regret, whild they yawn mightily behind their hands and glanee anxiously at their watches. The dameels kiss one much gushing and a thousand promises, which shall bev broken within the ‘week. ‘ ‘The gossips put away their knitting and cease from anothér goodby, with ‘The bachelors gather their golf clubs together and go through the The bell boys and porters rush joyously about with “grafty” smiles. The musicians put away their violins and cymbals, wearily; and the desk clerks cast the last smile of hatred at their tormentors, é The “man-charmer” taketh up her trunk and prepareth to return unte The Summer Widower to\egrapheth his wife to come down from th@. Yet, when they say: “Farewell,” one to the other, they mention not) 3 Two white clouds, like powder puffs, kiss each other a light goodby. and float merrily away, each to his own sky. i ‘The waves come dancing in, to kiss the sands, and depart with sri, The little boats sail jauntily out of the harbor, waving their trailing scarfs of white seafoam behind them at the smiling shores. 4 Two Young Things sit upon the sand together for the last time. 1 wander more near, and harken unto their words, saying in my heart? “Here, at last, I shall find sadness and sincerity and sentiment! For: all summer have I watched these two, and they were mote chummy than. a pair. of gloves and more-inseparable than a postage stamp and a letter!" « “Nay, I cannot see thee azain. For I am to be married in October.” . Aad the Youth. answereth’ cheerfully, saying; ' ‘ ; “It is. well, ites well, For'my FIANCEB awaitet3 my return, and hath mapped out all mine evenings for me’ ‘Then do I fly from them, crying out in my heart: Let me haste away from this Land of Make-Believe, where all thé world’s a fake and ajl the men and women merely fakers! “Where they dance while the music plays, make love while the moom ” “For, the masks are off, the madquerade is over, the curtain hath’ fallpn,. the lights, are ott, an@ I am as Cinderella, at the striking ‘of midnight,, a Sentimentaliat!, Selah. By Roy L.. McCardell you shake muh and leave muh to be robbed!" At these words a very small man in a soiled white linen suit declared The Jarr Family Copyright,” 1919, by The Press Publishing Company (The New, York Brening World.) [ And Mr. Jat?’ Believes the Good Samaritan Wasa Boob! When Prices Were Low 8y Charles E. Corwin Meals at the Hest Taverns Cost 30 Cents; The Léborer Ate Sumptuously for 6 Cents. | E SHOULD NOT be guilty of the inexcusable incon- sistency of king general increases in wages on the assumption that present cost of living will be per- these, such ax were supplied to the President's table, brouht 2 cents hundred, If the animal food was cheap, all kinds of vegetables were still cheaper. _)). FATEFUL FALLACIES. ing the a manent at the very time that we are trying with great confidence to ‘reduce the cost of living and are able to say that it is actuilly begin-| ning to fail.” Repl¥ing thus to the demands oe 3 3 wage increases which keop jumps ahead. z At the present time the country’s chief prayer should be tHat ‘Gt may be delivered from the dangerous excitements and delusions ‘that have resulted from inflation—above all, that it may speedily have done with the supreme fallacy which makes five years of war «and destruction appear to have bequeathed only a huge legucy ‘of “material gain and unearned ease to’ men now living. ‘The most pernicious notion American workers of any clasd can _ entertain to-day is the notion that from now on they cumulative advantages and awards because of the war—that, now it is over, they need think’ of il only as a great upheaval whi it a position to demand less work. Surely at this late * Uwited Stites should “Striking for higher wages is not the way to help reduce the cost of living.” A member of Local No, 78 rators and paperhangers spoke out thus in meeti ing this week. And the local by a vote of 125 to 30 decided against a strike to increase the wages of painters from $6.50 to $8.00 for an eight-hour day. Proving that the couptry is not all barren ground f the kind of seed that needs to be sown, iis -'. Letters From the People Common Sense! © To th: Kilitor of The Bvening World : I have read much about the fuss stirred by the drug addicts, now that the hystericaP ban on drinks is on. pH 4 understood properly, those ac- ‘Sustomed fo the use of the poisun- | ots drug can continue in their bubits; "with a proper prescription from a tor, drugs may be procured at any pharmacy in the quantity necessory to satisfy their wants, I admit that it ts a considerate act, believing ‘ to many, if not to wil those ad- i, privations may mean death. about the poor unfortunate croa- drink of dent regiztered his warning against the perilous spiral up which wages ‘and prices have been boosting each other. . Would that he might send ten thousand level-headed, plain- ‘ spoken men throughout the length and breadth of the United States to preach the simple economic truth that there is no real benefit in prites ever on the upward move two progressively more pay and do progressively stage of their development the people of the Nt be able to grasp plain economic ith having it driven into them by panic and disaster, se re ceed (The Facts for the Year 17 y Garret Abeel, rT of the ruilway shopmen, the Presi- the American people at the Present day as the high cost of living. Almost every newspaper ‘tells us that which we already know, that the cost of the essentlals of lite has risen almost 100 per cont. in five years, The discussion of the remedy is updn every tongue, statesmen wrestle with it, agitators rave about it and the common man scolds his wife Over! the butcher's bill, ‘ From’ this high plane of unrest upon which we chase our living, it Is well to look down on a lower plane where our fathers walked almost a century and a third ago. New York was already the ime: tropolis of America with a popula- tion of about 35,000, and was growing | by leaps and bounds, ‘The wealth | and fadhion of the city lived along Broadway south of Murray Street, | lt pulldings were rising on all sides. Everybody was busy from the F dent of the United States, who nad just made New York his capital, to the most humble day laborer. The President, George Washington, received what was then considered the princely salary of $25,000 and was no doubt the highest salaried man in America, From his salary he was re- quired, however, to pay his own secre- tary. The Vice President's salary was $5,000, The Secretary of State received $3,600 and the Secretary of War $3,000, But the salary of the Postinuster General was only $2,000 | and the Attorney General received $1,900, The Chief Justice of the United States received $4,000 and each of his associates $3,500, Other Judges ro- | ceived from $800 to $2,000. | ‘The Members of Congress received $6 for every day of attendance until) March 4, 1795, when their pay was! increased to $7 per day, They were also allowed a sum for travelling| expenses, Clerks and minor officials | in the employ of the Government were paid varying sums from $500 up, Within, the domain of civil life bank officers were probably the best paid people. The President of the Bank | ot he Ubited States received a sal- ary of $3,000, and from thgt eminence | the pay decreased to that of the sec- ond discount clerk, whio rejoiced to Jobtain $600 per annum, Merchants and business men, of course, made what they were able, and the pro- are to expect ich put them . of the Hoboken painters, deco- wine while eating? They are. not sumposed to have any prescription from any doctor in any place; simply have to do without. To many wine means life, Wine is not poison, like cocaine, heroin and other -lru; used only by degenerates. Those authority ought to study a well-hul- anced law on the subject and modify this hypocritical reform, forced oniy on poor and temperate people; if not, in uty estimation, soon or lator this country will su for which there wil Force moderate drinking Ne out of the country, and (with mmaty few exceptions) those who remain will be a lot of hypocrites, false to mankind, false to thelr country, falxe to themselves, — P, LUCCHETY No. $89 Bridge Street, Brookl/u, This A Were QGleaned From the New York City Directory From uacrip' 3 @isizen of New York, in the Year 1702)) t Volume of Food Prices, Kept O' subject is so interesting to | fessional fees of lawyers and doctors | were relatively large. ‘The city cler- syman was happy to receive a salary of $1,000 and a parsonage and teachers of all classes were content with less. Only the very highest grade of working man could hope to receive $2 fpr a day which extended from sun- ris@ to sunset, and a carpenter who demanded $1.50 a day was considered high ‘priced, From this elevation Wages decreased to that of domestic help, who were plentiful at $5 and $10 @ month with board and lodging. ‘Turning’ from! the rewards which people received from their labor to the prices they paid for their. living, we find’ that wages were adequate to their necesnities, i Many thingwavhidh ate mow hardly considered, luxuries were then un- attainable, and some things which @ré now in common use were then exceedingly high priced and only en- joyed by the rich, But ordinary clothing was cheap and good and food in great abundance and variety was offered at reasonable rates. Along the centre of Broadway, be- tween Cedar and Nassau Streets, New York, was a long market she where the housewives of the town wought, the daily supply for their larders. On the butchers’ blocks within that humble structure the best. beef and pork could be bought for 5 cents a pound, Mutton was even cheaper at 4 cents a pound, Venison and other game was abun- dant and brought what the seller could get for it, but it probably sel- dom rose above the price of good beef, Poultry and game birds bur- dened the cyunter, A whole goose could be bought for 30 cents and, & pair of the best ducks for not more than 20 cents, Those who surfeited with meat or who wished to keep Lent had their choice of a great variety of sea food in its xeuson, Great quantities of fish ‘ht in boats from the Nar- Wagons from the sduth shore of Long Island, One day in gentleman counted thirty rieties of the spoils of the sea dis- played for sale, Shad dost rethil about 2 cents apiece, and lobsters were 3 cents a pound, while crabs were worth 12 cents a dozen, many years oysters had been brought from the Jersey shores of the Hud- son River, but a little before the time of which wy beds off the shor® of Long island had The very best potatoes brought 30 cents 4 bushel, while the poorer sort were often down to 12 cents a bushel, Indian meal and buckwheat were worth about $1 @ hundredweight. Rye was higher, selling at about $1.20 a hundredweight, and wheat was still more costly, valued at about $2 a hundredweight. , Oranges and tropical fruits, however, were only occasionally: found in the market and then at a very high price. In Fraunces’ Tavern, which is still standing at the cornet pf Broad and Peari streets, New York, the wealthy people of the town akxembled for dinners and banquets. These were served at long tables, covered with white cloths, which groaned under the weight of a great variety of good, things, served with lavish abundance. |For such meals the aristdcracy paid from 25 to 30 cents a piece, In chedper places, near at hand, the working people ate their fill and drank too much at a rate of 8 to § cents for each meal. ¥ None of us ‘would care to ‘ack to those “good old times,” bu we realize that not all advantage is with us, the latest sons of time. 66 QRAY, whero dia you get illegal Ss beverage, hey?" asked Mt. s" Jarr indighantly, “You'd bet- ter comé on home!” “what's the matter with you?” asked Mr. Rangle. “I can go home when, all the other places are closed. You heard’ me—wtien all the other place: closed—and I don't mean lice cream pariors, either!” A “Be be ” returned Mr. Jarr, Ed bobo Caivs with me. Where did you’ @t contraband and iMlegai beverages. I want to know! “Go you can get some, hey?” asked Mr. Rangle. “rm not drinking anything and T would not care to encourage others to vidlate the law if I was,” said Mr. Jarr virtuously. “But the Cincinnatl Reds will win the pennant, whoopee!” exclaimed Mr. Rangle, who was an enthusiastic baseball fan, “and I'm betting on them,-understan’ me?” Ellabelle Mae Doolittle By Bide Copyright, 101 Dudley by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Brening World). She Wrote: “You Will Always Be a Faker.” LLABELLE MAE DOOLITTLE, usually a light-hearted girl, evor ready with @ comical quip, has changed in demeanor recently, Since last Sunday she has been quiet and exceedingly reserved in her manner, The loss of a pet kitten caused the change, Although the kitten had beens fa member of the Doolittle household but a week, greatly attached to it, Silky, the kitten, was drowned in the Little Poopie River which runs by Delhi. It went out on a log which flouted away and rolled over. silky wid off and ‘went down to a watery grave. Asmall boy told Miss Doolittle of the drowning and she went to the river bank, where she stood and gured thoughtfully at the strain for one solid hour, Then she returned to her home and retired to her boudoir, where she wrote tr following rhyme Oh, vou river—vou calih stream! You are a cruet thing. Don't you realize in a dream How my heart you did sting? Why should you take my Wttle kitten And fill ita lungs with water? speak the immense | It was @ terrible thing to do, And one you hadn't ought to, been discovered, and the finest of My sister's child, Teeney Richelts, the poetess had become! Baw her grandfather shaving. Bhe said the lather looked tike frosting, And soon it got him raving. But, getting back to you, oh, river! You did a mean trick for Nature. Though you kéep flowing @ long, time, You will always be a faker. The Women’s Betterment League met Monday’ and Miss Doollitle was down on the programme for a talk on. “The Blue Bird's Song.” It was to be ‘a cheery address, one intended to make the ladies laugh and forgot their troubles, Hugus Hall was full. “Ladies,” she said, “as you know, this is ‘Happiness Day’ with us. We will first hear Miss AMellA Lovely sing a song of cheer entitled, ‘I Laughed, Ha, Ha!” 4 Miss. Lovely sang the song, laugh- ing all through the chorus and holding her sides, After the musical number Promptress Pertle announced the ud- drtss of the poetess. “I am sure Ellie will tell us a great deal of happy material about the blue- bird and its song,” said Mra. Pertle, “One moment!” said Miss Doolittle, arising and holdmg up ove hand, ‘A hush ‘fell over the assemblage, “Tam sad.” Everybody realized at once that she *“[ understand you, although your speech is as thick as the bone of your bean!” replied Mr, Jarr testily. “Come on home and don't make a show of yourself, If I wasn't for Prohibition, I am now. “Oh, ain't you good; oh, ain't you good)” sneered Rangle. “But I'll bet you two to one the Reds win the World's Championship, cet me?” “Well, come on home and behave yourself,” sald Mr. Jurr. “1m going home all right,” said Mr. Rangle thickly, “what are you keep- ing me here for? There ain't no trol~ ley strike again, is there?" So Mr. Jarr took him by the arm and-led him from the place—@ sup- posedly denatured. cafe, At the threshold Mr. Rangle darted back, saying he wanted to look at the A ticker again to see how the next inning came out. “Just wa’: for me,” he added. Mr, Jarr waited outside dbout ten minutes and then went bac’: into the place to behold Mr. Rangle, with no thought apparently of the baseball game and not near the ticker at all; on the contrary, he was leaning against the wall denouncing the crimes of profiteers with several strangers. “Look here!” said Mr. Jarr, “Why don't you bring a got with you and camp out in this place? Are you taking your vacation here? If you are not coming on uptown say 80, and I'l go home alone.” ; “po you call that being a pal?” asked Mr. Rangle sentimentally. “Many a time I stood by you, and now you see muh in a@ joint and sur- s'picious characters an’ Rt = 4 was not slipping them the bunk. Her eyes glistened with moisture, “What is wrong, our dear?” asked the Promptress. “My kitten was drowned in 4he Lit- tle Poople River.” = Then all knew she had?suffered a at bIOW, Sur cat's got half a dozen I wixh somebody would drown,” said Mrs. Cutey Boggs. Promptress Pertle pounded with the gavel. “That is not the attitude to assume,” she said. “Miss Doolittle 1s sick at heart. Any fool can see that.” “Thank you!” murmured the poetess. She then stepped to the front of the platform and read the poem about t drowning of the kitten, Mach word was emphasized properly and the éa- matic effect was brought out to the fullest extent. The ladies were deeply impressed and, with the reading of the final line and sad but graceful exit of the poetess, they applauded with great guste, i All were pleased. he was insulted and would knock Mry Rangle's block off. The manager of the place turned to Mr. Jarr and said: “You get that’ trouble maker out of here before! there’s an ambulaiice call ‘sent ing see?” Mr. Jarr grabbed Ranrle by the arm to take him out, but Rangle jerked his arm away and glaring at Mr, Jafr, declared he didn't know! him and stated that Mr, Jarr had been following him areund all day * and hig intentions were not honest, whatever, ‘To confirm this he appealed to af fat.man who had just come in, and the fat man turned his back on him, “Um insulted!” declared Mr, Rangie, “Um insulted and Um going to fight!” Here he made a feeble effort to pull, his coat, and Mr. Jarr, losing all patience, seized him and dragged him from the place before any real trouble could take place, Outside again Mr, Rangle declared: he wouldn't go home unless Mr, Jatr took his hands off him. Mr, Jarr took his hands off him and, Mr. Rangle swayed as if about to fall Again the good Samaritan bore him up and Jed him to the street car, The conductor of the first car re~ fused to allow them to board, and. Mr, Jarr stood holding up his charge at the street crossing while a halg dozen people he knew passed by tee garding the pair with curious looka, A car finally stopped for them, and, after a strenuous time passed by Mr, Rangle singing all the. latest populas songs of*the day, and imitating a jase orchestra and advising his fellow pase sengers to cheer up, as the worst wag yet to come, Mr. Jarr got his ch out of the car at the right street 3 headed him for home, Mra, Rangle’ was,at the door. “This is a nice way"——~ she be« gan, : i But Rangle glided by like a shadow and ran upstairs without a stumble, “1 assure you, Mrs, Ranglo,” My. Jarr commenced, But the angry lady simply eyed him askance, elevated her chin and ieft bim flat in tbe street doorway. When Mr. Jarr arrived at his own door his Mittle daughter opened it. “Mammo's been looking out the win- dow,” aid the child, “and she says whe dvn't want no supper,” Mv. Jarr went to the locked bed- ruom door and rapped on it, but no voice answered him, although -he stood outside explaining meeki: 4 truth and nothing but the truth ‘toe half an hour. The next day at the office Mr. Jarm was heard to declare that fing F of friendship was all ‘bosh, and rf man who did a good turn body was a fool! And eo ant that, he added, sotte of these viola- tors’ of Prohibition would get im Jail frst thing they knew! $