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ee ee ee aes... <<>> SS. #4 _ getting—even the farmer rises up and says that if the field of this * Industrial Conference is too restricted to include ALL labor there _ Wumways crowded with automobiles BSTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER, the Press Publishi . Pied Day Broept Sunday vy the Frees Pudiis ing Company, Nos 63 to RALAR PULT President, 63 Park Row. |. ANGUS HAW treasurers 63 Park Row. JOSEPH PULITZER,’ Jr., Secretary, 63 Park How. | MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS, excl the uve for republication of atl ESTEE SEN OT ee, Le MOLUMY OO... ccc icc ceccccsecesecccsscevescesNOe 91,839 ONLY THE FARMER? HIAT more natural than for the farmer to show op at the Industrial Conference at Washington with the plea that since his working day is longer than tho cight-hear day of organized labor he ehould be paid accordingly? Just what is the ecope of the present Industrial Conference, anyhow? Is it concerned solely with smoothing the way for enh organized ‘workers as are alroady in a position to use the advantages of collective bargaining? Is it to be a warning to all classes of unorganized labor that there is se hope for them unless they organize? No watter what the nature of the occupation, no matter what the attitude of the individual worker toward his work, no matter how touch he may wish to make extra interest or onergy count toward his own individual edvancement and reward in thot work, is he to be told that henceforth the only way he can expect to get anything from his employer is by becoming an impersona) unit in an organization em- powered to barguin collectively for him and maybe a thousand others? Is that epirit of individual freedom and initiative to which the eountry used to point with pride as the mainspring of American achievement and success to disappear entirely from’ American| ==~#* < industry? This is not to.condemn collective bargaining or to deny that col- fective bargaining has secured labor great and deserved benefits. It is only to ask whether collective bargaining is to be imposed upon ALL labor in the United States as a first and indispensable con- dition for assuring the worker even a hearing for his claims. “As it has gone on multiplying and increasing its demands from the vantage ground of its war gains, organized labor has had only scorn for unorganized workers with but slender means of presenting and urging their case. Is the Industrial Conference to approve this scornful attitude of organized labor by seeming to regard the latter’s economic claims— the claims of less than three per cent. of the country's population— as the only ones deserving serious consideration? Is organized lahor with its loud and insistent voice to go on getting all the attention regardless of what happens to more than 35,000,000 other workers in the United States engaged, the census tells us, in gainful occupations? Nothing could seem more unjust than that organized labor should be able to force its own wages higher and higher because the pay of ‘unorganized workers can be more easily kept down. Nothing could seem more unjust than that the living standards! of millions of unorganized workers should be forced lower and lower in order that organized labor with its threats and weapyns may be| sgppeased by raise after raise. Yet that is what has been happening. It is what is till hap- Will the Industrial Conference decide that it is bound to ge on happening? Will the only official word for the unorganized worker be the already familiar: Organize or expect nothing? No worker outside the ranks of organized labor has segmed’ to have less to complain of during or since the war than the farmer. : Yet when he sees what orgdhized labor is demandihg—and | must be another. EDITORIAL PAGE Pai dedadledectelid AM th daha stilt 1919 | _The Walk ( cen ee en The Seat S By. Sophie ?) Out! natcher Irene Loeb fovrriant, 2919, by The Preee Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World.) Five Cents’ Worth oj Space 1s Your Share—Why Take More ? (IE other day in the subway I witnessed an incident that doubyeas occurs every day in the week. It was ata very busy station where « number of people were: getting off as well as on the train, It was at the end ‘of the day's work and avery-| eee body Was anxious Is it only the farmer who feels thus? Letters From the “The Red Menace.” | American Federation of Labor. Washia D. C.,, Oct. 10, 1919. ‘Do the Editor of ‘The Brening World: ‘The cartoon on the editorial page of your paper for W ¥, Octo- ber 8, entitlea “The Red Menace” bas been brought to my attention. I was very much impressed with the subject and would appreciate it greatly if you could furnish me with the original sketch, ‘Thanking you in advance for your eourtesy in this matter, 1 am “ Very truly yours, SAMUEL GOMPERS. Pres. American Federation of labor. “1 Won't Work.” Bo the Kalter of The Evening World: Being a steady reader of The Eve- ming World and 4 great admirer of our very jogical and wonderful car- I'm inclosing your very inter- cartoon: “Out of the Way, I'm Teader,” the 1. W. W. pushing the man aside, and take the liberty you to draw this wild crea- with the exact words which he i Won't Work, N.C, Square, _ Wilkes-Barre, service in calling attention to of fire on the Staten boats. With the drafty trucks, a fire once beyond con- People sands of passengers on @ crowded trip and any one who has noticed th effect of a slight collision or othe: disturbance cay imagine the panic Whias would occur in case of any serious fire. The danger is easily ex- aggerated, however, fr the oll< souked runways could herdly be set on fire with a torch, and vine times out of ten any incipieut fire would be. smothered and dis:overal before Th it could get any head ¥\ vain pal danger lies in ;, fh fre fro open or leaky gasolii.e tanks or flood- ed carburetors whi easily Spread to inflammalle material e trucks, and this danger ficient menace to warrant every poi sible precaution and strict enforce: ment of rules against any smoking, especiaily in the gangways, In spite of all criticism of present conditions, however, it is only air to state that Staten Island for the past fifteen years has enjoyed serhaps the beat ferry service in the \vorld, War con- ditions ha preve'ited repali to boats and slips ani the five boats and three old oats which were in service when the Municiph! Ferry was first introduced have been re- duced to five and sometimes to four boats in actual operation, In the meantime the passenger traffic has increased 60 per cent, and the team traMe nearly 100 per cent. This has inevitably resulted in overcrowded boats during rush hours, fuPnotwith- nding the inadequate service, it is still to my thinking far more com- fortable and agreeable than the sub- way or any other means of transit to the outlying boroughs or suburbs of the city. le these conditions tinue, and until more adequate vice can be supplied, special precau- tons id vigilance are imperatively necessary not only to preveat actual to get thto the train. ‘Tyo yoling women were in fromt of me and right bebind them two men. ‘There were.a couple of vacant seats and the two! men pushed thel ahead ‘of the girls and took the Thése mien’ immediately opened their newspapers before them. and were totally oblivious to the two girls who were rdw ¢lihging to the straps. One of the young women, however, noticed that the men not only took the two seats but more. , Their knees were wide apart neatly facing-each other in a tel tete fashion.. They could not ha been more Comfortable bad they been at home in théir own library. confronted with selfish people who not only insist on snatching a seat away from a woman but taking more than is their share of seat approaches the Intolerable. Demand Your Rights, If you don't want to be courteous to your mothe! it de fair. More than his s the conditions are ba body ought to see to it t her civic rights are conserved and that the selfish person does not in- fringe upon them, While it is true that many a man is just as-tired as a woman coming jome from work, and often he may feel justified remaining seated while’ women ‘e standing, yet, the least such a person can do ie to take up as little room as possible and make room by even inconveniencing him- self a little, If each would inconveni- ence himself a little, many travellers would be saved a truly tiresome and miserable ride. A little bit of room is certainly detter than standing. I have often wondered why so many people have been thoughtless about this. They will go to a merry party and on oc- casions crowd themselves together with apparent pleasure, but when it comes to doing the same thing to save somebody a little suffering and weariness, they think they are abused if-they are even asked to do so. While many women, self-deter- mined, go on the theory of equality 86 one of the young ladies sald: “Won't you kindly move up a@ little bit? 1 think there is room here for Morir men acowled at her and talked to eaeh. other: in Undertones, but otherwise they did not seem to notice ber remai ‘Whereupon the young woman, certainly bud some civic epirit, said ‘She Spoke Right Out, “It you dén't move up I will call the conductor.” * ‘A middie-eged man standing by, who, had seen the situation, also add- ed: “And if you don’t do it I'll do something more than that.” Whereupon the men very reluct- antly edged up a little ways and made barely éndugh room for The young lady, however, not con- tent with this, after urging her friend to sit down, again persisted: if you will close your knees to- gether there will be room for one * more.’ ‘ time everybody in the im. vicinity was interested and the men realized they entre of attention, eepishly moved up close to- gether and, sure enough, there was still room for ano' ‘would rapidly spread and almost disaster, but to avold any : panic which might easily; be caused by an alarm of fire. No. 8 ‘ork. re tu Lam’ confident that everybody who saw the incident wanted to applaud the girls. Certainly, it is bad enough ire the ‘crowded ‘condition in Bo'care of the metropolis, but to be in! And so it is in keeping everywhere, yet the big man -will not take the same view, He will still (The New York Evening World.) C . 19)9, bbe The Teas iolatng 4, By Roy L. Is | | Mrs. Jarr fs Not 66UW OULD you believe tt, Mrs. WW strvver has everything— even a caterer,” said Mrs. Jarr, all excitement, when Mr. Jarr came ‘home the other evening. “Is a caterer a help or @ bin- drance?” asked Mr. Jarr, “Or is that your friend's way of solving the serv- ant problem? Yes, I guess it's as cheap baving a caterer in by the day as @ cook by the week these da: “Oh, don't you be so smart! Mrs. Jarr snappishly, “She's only going to have the caterer in for a function!" “What's the matter, are her serv- ants going out on sympathy strike reflect that he owes something to the other sex. They can readily de- termine the woman that really needs a seat morp than they do and they will never fail to give it to her, A Thrill at Courteonsness, Despite the forward strides made by my beloved sisters, I am still old- fashioned enough to get a thrill of pride in the men of my country when I see them rise to the occasion in any courteous act toward women. How much better a man must feel for it. If you don’t believe it, Mr. Seat Snatcher and you who insist on your rights despite the suffering of others, try it, try it. You will get a little glow of glad- nh Why It Is ‘“‘Desultory.”’ 'O one wants to be called “des- ultory,” for it implies lack of that perseverance and stick- to-it-iveness that goes for succe then, because pro finished up a woollen millionaire. But for every such jack~ trades who is successful, fail absolutely. new things. senseless shifting, one thing to another at changing for the sake of changing. curious origin that we u: The root “desult” means li to jump down, and in Latin a ultor’ it to-day. ing on tl of time. [Piet ntal “deaultory, . How It Sta :|or a nightstick you would not know— We occasionally hear of a man who started off as a physician, say, and uce was good, turned to selling wheat, and perhaps Me bundreds But “desultory” implies’ more than just constant changing—going after It implies an aimless, a jumping from random, th its rather rally “des- is one who leaps fitfully and with no purpose from the back of one horse to another, never remain- same one for any length id from pn te sores a propensity we have an tomntote: A OR With sandbags ness that will surprise you. Hermine B tf t e d Neustadt ** Sandbagging.”” BING sandbagged is not a pleas- ant sensation, Whether it was done with a blackjack, a jimmy if you lived to tell the tale. Actual sandbags are not used to-day—have not been, in fact, for a few hundred years; but the term is one of those numerous survivals in our language that in one word embody great pert ods of history and important phases in the evolution of the social system. How vibrant becomes the cold, life- less facts of history when we are told that in the days of old none but knights were permitted to fight with sword or lance, the weapon of the common people being a plain “ebon staff” with a bag of sand tied to it! ~ seacesth The Jarr Copyright, 1919, by The Freee Publishing Co. (The New York Byening World.) Mr. Jarr Is Cheered by Cheers, but | Family McCardell : « | ? because the amaigamated. chiropod- igts have walked out?” You Heard Me, “You know well enough what 'm talking about!” sald Mrs, Jarr witb some asperity, “And you can save your smart talk for your friends, who doubtless appreciate it more than I do, To-nigbt’s the night of Mrs.) stryver's first big dinner, and she has a caterer in for the occasion.” “That means that we are to sit “round on undertaker’s camp chairs, with plates and paper napkins on our knees, and be dished out what-li it salads covered with yellow pain’ remarked Mr, Jarr with a sigh, “Then everybody will stab at the stuff with Cheerful at All, will “FE can see it all as were serving my sentence now,” said Mr. Jarr, solemnly. “The only happy man present will be a somebody with an ulcerated tooth who will have a good alibi not to touch the salad ptomaine.” “I, do. declare,” cried Mrs. Jarr. “You have nothing but an evil opin- jon of anything that is cultured and refined. “This affair, how tinued, “will not be a musicale with & collation—I suppose that is what you are endeavoring to describe—but @ course dinner, It will be Mrs. Stryver's first affair of the season, and she has determined to outdo everybody.” “Oh, very well,” said Mr. Jarr, re- signedly, “I'll be there with camphor balls on.” “Soup and Fish, Ebi” “If you mean you'll’ be there with your dress suit on you speak cor- rectly,” said Mrs. Jarr, firmly. “Your white dress waistcoat is what you are to wear and not your black one, either, And you put on your lawn tle with it and oblige me by not in- sisting on putting on a dinner jacket. And, also, | beg of you, don't make a show of me, as you generally do.” Mr, Jarr had fasted all day, but was apprised of the fact, as it was a dinner to be attended, dinner at home would be omitted. It is an era of prohibition, and Might wines and beer is all that may be obtained in public, But Mr. Stryver had stocked his cellar, and now he ostentatiously served sauterne with the oysters, and as wine followed wine, from claret to champagne, Mr, Jarr real- ized that only the wealthy can af- ford to ignore constitutional amend- Tho change from the battle sof brawn to the battle of brain and wits is forecast as far back as three centuries ago, when men were al- "Tagged. With money tage aa bold Modern Maid Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Rvening World.) N the perpetual fencing-match between the sexes some men always parry —and the rest marry. Procrastination is the thief of every husband's time. Getting used to the new apartment is deprived of one pang, in this autumn of prohibition—he doesn’t come bome ast a late and stumbling hour uad trip over all the old furniture in the new places, Why is it that every woman loves to “do things” for a man, and every tan loves to LET her do ‘em? “Woman,” said the philosopher, “is of the devil.” And with the laud- able desire to prove his proposition up to the bilt, he marries three times, The unhappest woman in the world once was the happiest—she loved. An ounce of vanity often copquore fifty pounds of flesh. What « man forgets: his umbrella, his tailor’s duns, the girls he has loved. What a woman forgets: her gloves, her bridge debts, the men who nover made love to her, . For man’s delight @ push-button apartment haa bern tneenint, but what be really wants is @ pnsh-button woman, with every emotion on tap when he desires it and tnrned off when it bothers him. ‘There are some men who had rather toll than kina The saddest words of tongue or pen Are these: “Io never asked me AGAIN!” How They Made Good By Albert Payson Terhune Corrient, U1, &7 The Prem Pubtisams Co, (The New York Evening World). Ne. 96—A. T. STEWART, New York's First “Merchant Prince.” © was an irish boy, Hin ambition was te be a etore. keeper. Not only a storekeaner, hut the bent storekeeper {a whatsoever town he might choose to maka hia home. His family wanted to moka « clerevman of him. Rut be stuck to his boyhvod anubition. And he made Kood. Alexander T. Stewart came to America in 1818, when he was oot quite sixteen yours old. ITia firat move when he got here was to try for a job in some good store Studied for the Ministry. where he could learn the business. There was no auch Job at hund, and the young immigrant had to make bin own chance, To do this he needed not only opportunity but money. He had neither, So he taught school until he eou'd find or make the opening he required. His studies for the ministry had beige cad i ‘ siven inthe vod education. This he utilized in teach. anu Ne savet every possible cent from his am: » wing Money with a definite object. pointe FH By the tine he was twenty-one his savings were aked out by a If legacy from his Irish grandfather. with this capttal he launched forth tate Pe the carear he had so long planned for himself. He rented a tiny store just north of the Astor j Mouse, on Broadway, in New York, and atocked e4 ‘t meagtely with “trimmings and fancy materiale He was his own clark nd uooksen var cae o nm ‘eeper and porter. He worked from bathed psi pe igtat] a day. Ile refuned to give credit. Ilo used to en les nod buy masses of shopworn or oth bought them at the lowest prices.” Serpe coe aee ese goods he and his young wife nsed to work over tate at t after the store was closed, cleaning and pressing and mending them ind cannrote improving their shabby appearance. Then be would expose them for age in the more attractive way and sell them at rates so reasonable as arouse the wonder of competitors—who did not know how hard he and wife had toiled to make the cast-off g00ds worth buying. It was Stewart too who had the credit of instituting the first “closing out” gales. And he won for his store the reputation of absolnte equareness The public grew to trust his financial word and to realize the man would always give full value for their money. His business throve amazingly, and he himself was behind everv step of its upward progress. From store to store he moved. fast outgrowimg each successive place he rented. Like John Jacob Astor he raw the tremendous future valine of New York + “ warnnannnnne City real estate and he invested heavily in it A Gnissorned Wi vaises Wotte he had the name for closafistedness and Keliceea bank ardness, yet he gave freely to charity, and dur- ing the Irish famine he sent a hue shipload of food to his hungry fellow-countryme A. T. Stewart had made good. He had won the nickname of “New York's First Merchant Prince." He had turned atorekeeping into a high science, And he stood at the very sunmit of his profession. At the time of his death, fn 1876, he was one of the richest men tm America. i A gruesome mystery attended—or rather followed—his death. The tomb which held his body was opened one night by thieves and the body was stolen. It was held for reward. To this day it is not generally known whether or not his hel reward and recovered the body. ee egal Famous Women Deborah. curred in 1296 Before Christ. Debora’ was a prophetess in Israel, Mrs, Jarre all was well, . inwardly wild desires to arise and insult, if not assault, all res wee as AH! she beats them all. The De- H borah, for she dared to cast back into the teeth of a shrink- ing “warrior” these immortal words, lofty in irony, “The Lord will de- liver Sisera into the hand of a woman! And cowering Barak flung himself up from the sod, and went after her, But it was Deb- orah who led on and who won one of the great battles in history. It all oc- calm and gracious and joined in all the piffle discussions as ponderous- ly as if he were arbitrating a na- tion’s destinies. It isn't often one can get wine with one’s dinner at any price, The price Mr. Jarr was now paying was having to listen to the table of stupid people. Time passed on, even the dullest dinner, with or without wine, must end. Mr. Jarr, with tense effort car- ried hij If straight to a sofa and sat down smiling with calm dignity. Music was committed, and Mr. Jarr patted his white-gloved hands to- gether and said “Bravo!” And There Was Singing, Songs were sung, and Mr. Jarr, with smiling courtesy, cried, “En. core!" At last it all was over. Some grand dume'’s departure was the signal of the breaking up. The hostess was ftttingly gushed over. “A charming evening!" said one and all. “So charmed that you liked it!” said the id the Jarrs were at the , I'm glad you ha upon one occasion, at } pered Mrs, Jarr.' “You've carried yourself like a gentleman Mr. Jarr turned to make a reply, lost his balance and fell down the brownstone steps from the doorway to the atreet. take wine when I wasn't asked Mrs. Jarr, “ dear, why will you humiliate me so But the populace passing halted and’ gave Mr, Jarr three rousing cheers, At least Mr, Jarr asserted but Mrs, Jarr is still fri that fortunately no ope and what he bi Israel was again in danger from a heathen king and his mighty captain, Sisera A loving wife, a supreme prophetess, a mother, this Deborah—and she was the first epic poet of the world. The Song of Deborah in the Book of Judges in Holy Writ has the breath of the peaks of genius. She knew herself, and she knew her COD—and that it Was forcey of the spirit that won, not merely the roar and clinch of men, Messalina, RDWE will and conscience re- side in every human being, older than the tablets of Ginai. The gorgeous Messalina chose the Path that leads to the abyss, She was the third wife of the weak Em- Rave Claudius (A. D, 41) having been is concubine Profligate, licentious, smooth-cheeked and cruel, she obliterated whole .fami-, Nes of noble Roma bi arts and threats disp provinces, nay of legion; Roman legions! “Lam the & te,” gaid Messalina, But the climax came. Caught in @ lawless marriage with a Roman youth, she was despatched by the knife of a tribune of the guard’ in the gardens of Lucullua, picksglel a Bats beat BRUDDER CLINCH'S AILMENT, 66PQRUDDREN and vistahs," ge-, B verely said good old Parson Bagster, “now de hat has y ¢ ircumnavigated ‘round and de corn.’ tents been count- ed, we will j'ine in pra'r for do speedy Brudder Clinch," “But loogy yuh, — sah!" spoke up the “1 isn't sick." man designated, Yes yo’ is, sah! Yo' got lockjaw o’ de pocketbook, and got it pow’ful bad, Yo’ didn't pungle up nary cent when’ de hat was passed,”"—Kansas Qaty Star, _._. Nt er recovery of our po! ~