The evening world. Newspaper, November 11, 1919, Page 29

HOME PAGE TUESDAY, NOVEMBER 11, 1919 YP A Miserable Gospel By Rey. Thomas B. Gregory Coprright, 1919, br ‘The’ Press Publishing Oo, (The New York Rvening World.) All Men Are Dependent One Upon the Other, and We Must All Stand Together in Mutual Helpfulness. COLLEGP PRESIDENT in a Western State not long ago gave his young men the following bit of advice: “A Breat many are préssing for the summit. You will have little go with the natural Rroundiines, but will have to reckon with the high places, You need not expect to splendid spirits who are pressing for se you have comes GOING TO that they will stand aside becau THEY 2] CROWD LOU. AND YOU Wii VE TO CROWD THEM. ‘They will the impression leave you behind unless you leave them behind.” It may be somewhat difficult to state in clear language that those worde made upon my mind when I read them, but I am sure it ‘was not a very noble Mmpression. The picture spread before the mind by the President's words is that of @ multitude of people rushing like madmen for some coveted object, elbowing each other, pushing, pounding, kicking, Blind to each other's feelings, each other’s wounds and. bruises, with no care for anything but the thought of “getting there.” IT may go so far as to say it !s not even a It is not a beautiful picture. decent picture. It is a picture not of the highest and best in our hamantty, but of the lowest and meanest in that humanity—its greed, Its heartlessness, its cold- blooded indifference to everything but the gratification of personal ambition. ina word, it is the gospel of pure selfishness, the creed of the jungle, the fufe that governed tho ¢ “Giants of the prime J That tore each other in their stime;"" | ‘the cruel ichthyosnurus, plesiosaurus, mastodon and cave beat, while they were dyeing sea and land with their blood. It,is the kind of creed that inspired the earliest men while as yet they were more brute than human, It is the sort of creed that prevailed among the nations when the Great Byother stood upto proclaim thé gospel of love and helpfulness, Tean see none of the spirit of the Brother in those words of the college President; “They are xoing to crowd you, AND YOU WILL HAVE TO CROWD THEM.” Equally suspicious ‘ure thowe other words: “They will leave you behind unlesd you" leave’them behind.* “Then leave them!" advises the PresMent. “On, Stanley, on; charge, Cheater, charge! _Ride right through them!” Such was the spirit of the Red Roman legions that crushed whatever stood in their way. Sct wad tho sptrit of the Prussian monster that the world has just knocked on the head. ‘The glory: of the time.in which we live lies in the fact that we are be- ginning to feel that we cannot afford to leave anybody behind; that we must all fail or succeed together; that we should be not heartless com- petitors but brothers, and that the spirit that ought to animate us is that of mituml helpfulness and loving service. Your Sweethearts’ Revealed by Their Characteristics Handwriting Below are given the ahawers the Queries concerning the char- acteristics of sincere men jen who speci their sweethearts’ handwriting to the Character Analysis Editor, Men's ques- tions will be answered exolusively in to-morrow’s column. Such Is Life! EXPENSE STAY RIGHT DOWN WITH INCOME . | DON'T WANT YQu TO Go UP ALONE EXPENSE | ToL ‘You Not TS Cone P ALONE. Go OWN WITH INCOME THOSE KIDS ARE DRIVING NE CRAZY I CAN'T JMANAGE THEM TOGETHE! WANTS IDA K., New Britain—True. Stead- fast type.” Indications are matrimony. Habits will not ~ aneesegl watil he de~ as to consequences, Not altogether without force. No harm in him, but not highest type. T. E. C.—Sincere, faithful. Careful husband, Somewhat suspicious, very it-| Saving. A little too introspective Requireg broader viewpoint for suc- C. 8.—Educated, refined. Type that enjoys itself in a careless way. In- dications are attentions are not in the least serious. DORIS C.—Do not look to him for either warmth of affection or a decent diving, Not only does he lack force, but personality. No harm in him, IRENE M.—tnoffensive, but con- celted, boastful. Nw depth of either mentality or feeling. Type he most | admires is the one Matters, She must however, drei iL habits are due to and some Gepression. BAR perf will dis- appear when character settles. E. F. B.—Meagre specimen, indicates level head, ROSE A. S—Indications are physi- cal and meatal weakness, Do not pin your faith to this wead \ Toto By Maurice Ketten INCOME GouP iit EXPENse WANT YOu T STAY Do ALONE ay INCOME , ‘YYou_Nor THEY WONT. Put To Go fo] Dow! HELEN 6&-—Kind, but absolutely without inttiative, and easily discour- Type of ood clerk. Some- ne silent, but ‘nob deceitful. Is not adaptable. "Some tact, Detailed, neat, GERTRUDE L. M., Brooklyn—in- sufficint specimen. indicates some- what inconstant nature. No hurry to marry. Fond ef women in @ care! way. Type that will be goad to wife, L. 8. L.—Thoroughly grin VERA R.—Sincere enough, but be successful he will have to curb bis imagination, be more observant and concentrate, Stop talking of what he going to do and do it, C8 ciate cree le: sive to affection. - Pematie. Bfficient in @ way, but lacks constructive qualities. Must concen- trate and get down to. serious work. Your own level head and practica- ‘bility might balance him. RUTH W.—Insuffictent Hares's attention from the dog. “Look! A new corral!” Bending back to get in line with her pointing finger Hare looked through a network of cedar boughs to see a fence of stripped pines. Far. ther up were piles of unstripped log and close by the spring there was @ new cabin with smoke curling from a stone chimney. Hare guided Silver- mane off the trail to softer ground and went on, He climbed the slope, passed the old pool, now a mud-pud- dle, and crossed the dry wash to be “Every day I've for you,” he said. The Sweep of Circling Mountain Ranges, the Light and Color of ‘the Desert, the Romance and Glamour of the Great Southwest — All Blend in This Gripping Story of Love and Ad- venture—The Old Days of the Open Range, the Indian Wars and the Conquest of the Desert | Are Gone, but in This Story They Live Again. “Mescal—child!" and bent his gray specimen welcome to Mescal hands lifted Hare from the saddle. warm and bis grasp like a vise. she came running to him, “Safe and brought you back, Thank He took her to bis breast Then the erowd of big and little Naabe burst from the house and came under the cottonwoor watched the river reached Silver Cup. His eyes were ertions. Naab's former that of his family once the decision was mia daily life went on as usual. he continued, as head over her. the evening play shoes on the children ro} baking, Naab's ed. The wo wing and pr is to offed nolsy and Hare. and itself Brought suddesly to & Balt. WO “sath” es term aes unt Gud Dawe feat them ater vacn we neem ened indicates that hevis not a particularly had made an uneasy stand with his Naab ‘solicitously, when tho firet Yor the soul of the than who had good mixer. Somewhat clannish, AOsepright, 1910, by Barver and and Brochem,) nose pointing to the left, and Silver- greetings had been spoken, and robbed him. Mescal's. cheeks soon A. F. R—Fond of women's s0- SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTERS. mane pricked. up bis ears. Presently Mother Ruth had led Mescal indoors. rounded out to their old contour and ciety, but not flirtatious. Badend typ Jn the desert by & band of Mormons, headed ty Hare heard the stamping of hoofs off «siivermane, too—he's wet and her eyes shone with a happier light A ‘rustlers, of girl will interest him; ‘Gate owners to aby in the cedars, and before he had fully witty, frank, but tactfully reserved. Mormcas Bene 9 42 determined the direction from which "you, a little, Tio ia the type that cannot do bought ‘o pals is the sound.came three horses and u with kisses. Not mercenary. man steped from, the shade into a horse * GENEVIEVE F.—Peculiar nature. we sunlit space “Ab! What's Material tast ure combatting with the idealistic. Somo refinement, apd fluency of thought. On the other hand, ,carelogs of appearance, | dis As luck would have it, Hare hap- ened by @ thick was & posal- main unseen eau fl ti Ch i pened to be well scr Soap Neab ls a. The cedar; and since ther r= uge bility that be might ave vermane’s flank. ding” groove, and the n Tups away fare, and aboots him, but Bot tt winded. He's been runnin replied Hare, as he removed the saddle from jhe weary this?" August Naab, with his hand on Sil- He touched a raw “Hare, a bullet made that!” “You, “Here, Jack,” with me. Th questioned in the ditch.” Hare went with him out fence by the alfalfa flelds the corner of red wall rigating dam. stallion flinched. than Hare had ever seen there, sald August one morning, “get a spade and come e's a break somewhere Naab along the nd round rd the ir be orderly, and none too generous.. Ten- in the desert.” He ie led by he chose to take it. Silvermane and i “Well, Jack, I suppose you'll dency to procrastinate, which will and well, ving Ia ® ceuyom Wolf stood still in thelr tracks. Hare “Then you didn’t ride in by the asking me for Mescal one of these ower js striving to overcome, felt Mescal's hands tighten on his Navajo crossing?’ said Nawb. Rrorale good at times. Uncertain at coat and he pressed them to reas- “No, I came by Silver Cup.” be replied Hare. ‘ others, Imagination, pri Heavy or moro above Silver Cup. Then he sure her. Peeping out from his cov- “Silver Cup? How on earth did you “There's a little story to tell y feeder, Uncertain husband at pres- turned toward it, still cautiously ert he saw a man in his shirt-sleeves get down there?” about Mescal, when tho day come ent. leading Silvermane jer cover of leading the horses—a slender, clean- “We climbed out of the canyon up "Tell it now. a i LF. K.—Nice, kind, sincere nature. the fringo of cedars, faced, dark-haired man--Dene! The No. Not yet. I'm glad you found 4 fJoving. Not very forceful. Optimistic. Snelieve you can trast him tea-return. , blood’ beat hotly in Hare's temples and he gripped the handle of his Colt. It seemed a fatal chance that “Mesoal there are too many cattle in the valley,” he said, looking at her significantly. spring.” ) ascending the last tep to the rim Hare re- volved in his mind the over Coconina, and @o made the h Naab whistled in surprise and he flashed another keen glance over Hare or, not even when she I never knew her to be #0 happy, was a child somehow there's 4 better feeling be Bat pilities of making « z ta mont the outlaw to that trail, He was Soul story can wait, tween cher and my women. folks M. Ma. Palenville—Careless,.. good Probal y can't all bo ours, that's ‘ ‘ yur story The old antagoniam is gone,” Well ly Silver Cup, “ ” whistling; he had two haiters in one e antagonian natured, mat EA elard Rleorsanty, | atenl ns eerie LF pie fy gure”,Aho replied. “What do YOU hand and with the other he led his well, life ix so. T pray that things f gh. Indifferent | denly. “Vermifion Cliffs and home!” SAE Ris q Day borse by the mane. ‘Then Hare may turn out well for you and her, ———— i 4 S e 0 r m a poor man nee more can Meoel WER AMSESLrta Gt int trtoe Hare's taco grew set and stor. He ermrsuedt on tty Gerttiyue ote do for you what td Uke. Stilt worl eet Gn the ‘wall marking ‘tho ebt on, cautlously leading the horse tne haiters. and clinking hobbles see, we'll hope.’ = om The split a ity “outlines sharply wader the cedars, cureful to avoid fier, Grapnes bis Colt task ies ith Work on washed-out bank of TO-.-DAY¥ oasis “defined its ou srp)Y preaking brush or rattling stones, oc- /14 P m SOlk ale > ditoh by of ane far when , against the sky. Miles of the Colo- holster, ii r casionally whispering to Wolf; and so worked his way along the curve of the woody slope tll further progress was checked by the bulging wall of rock, y “Only cattle in the valley, no horses,” he said, “I've a good chance to cut across this curve and reach the trail. If I take time to climb up and see who's at the spring maybe the Dene sauntered on, | whistlin “Dixie.” When he reached the trail, Instead of crossing it, as Tare had hoped, he turned into it and came down. Hare swung the ewitch he had broken from an aspen and struck 8ii- vermane a stinging blow on the flanks, ‘Tho gray leaped forward ‘Tho crash of brush and rattle ANNIVERSARY Martin’s Socialism, question of the day is capital and Labor. No other compares with it, Unless we all are blantthg fo the “demnition bow-wows" rado River lay in sight, Hare know he stood on the highest point of Co- conina overhanging tie Grand Can- yon and the Painted Desert, thou- Bands of feet below. He noted the wondrous abyss sleeping in blue mist at his feet, while he gazed across Ww the desert awakening in the first red rays of the rising sun, “Mescal, your Thunder River Can- your?" called “thurops 8. In what part of OMY chance 6 gone, I don't believe ’ + Who » Ede ‘8 ded has|yon is only one little crack in the chance will be gon hoofs stampeded Dene's horses in a] yy, vy pee) oriare Mane aaee isa besee, his | yooka. It is lost in this chasm,” said Dave and the boys are there twinkling. But the outlaw pated to| '? ewe ake bp de dignity. ‘The man whose an- | Hare. He pondered a moment, then a ghastly white and seemed rooted | ine’ most taino' climbed up in front of Mescal, and directed the gray out upon tho yailey, Soon he was auiong the grazing cat- tle, He felt no surprise to see the H brand on their flanks, “It’s lost, surely. I can't even seo the tip of the peak that stood so high over tho valley.’ In another hour they reached the steep slope of Coconina, and saw the to the trail, 1t was not fear of a man or 4 horse that held Dene fed; in his starting eyes was the terror of the supernatural The shoulder of the is kept torday, Martin of rin, but'a man even as you. and 1—could. have told the world how to do it’ Te shared what he ha with others who had nothing. versay’ urg—Saint Ma in chemistry? charging stal- 8. What city rae the ° of ry |familiar red wall across the valley, “Jack, loov at that brand, sald lon struek Dene and sent him spine | w<e it inva roth Yitnpary ib eA per caught. glimpses of gray sage Meacal,” pointing to s, white-fanked ning out of the trail. In a backward | Windy City ‘older, but his leaning was to the! patches down through the pines, steer, “There's an old brand like a glance Hare saw the outlaw fall, by rats? Chureh.” He was elected Bishop of smell smoke,” said Hare, cross, Father Naab's cross, anda new then rise unhurt to shake his fsts}9¥ TN. yay ‘rours, France, in the early fourth| ‘The boys must be at the spring,” brand, a single bar, Together they wildly naintod century; he converted the whole of| rejoined Mescal, , make an Hl F ys | bis ditcese, But he ts not celebrated | “Maybe, I want to be sure who's Mescal! You've hit it, I remem . a non? by rubr but by a deed that lives.|there, We'll leave the fr 1 and wip ber faat ene RP ag La hing A Sevil CHAPTER IX, 3 i poor. man shivering at the |down through the woods e left, to brand, He no property 0 . ym pie es pate be TA ilcr . he deliberately cut]I wish we could get down on the August Naabd, and Holdernes has HERE was a tumultuous] Olymple gam home side ofthe spring. can't; we've got to pass } ‘With many @ pause to peer through openings in the pines Hare traversed a Ssocheh hp: oft af the valter @ mile added the bar, making a clumsy H, What a rustior's trick? It wouldn't at the ranch a few hours decalye a child.’ pe Se later, a reach are ™ whon Wolf began to sniff August Naab, bareheaded, wit! Y. at the wi shaggy locks shaking at every ste) Ws rich seaplet cloaks and ANSWERS TO 4a, thls honenr 1m halt pr ie, hia chapel tetoak) was gpa guar But we greeting when phey arrived ir te thy tis Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Cv (The New York Rvening World) 1, Who wrote the poem beginning: “Laugh and the world laughs with 2, What farm animal hay a disease chine ts the bobbin usually held? the acting President of © coal miners? Jew 6. What metal is knowe as aurum 7, What river flows Into the north end of the Gulf of California? is known 9. What contagious disease is spread out, “Buffalo Bill? 11, In what country is the Parthe- 12. In what country were the last QUESTIONS. ae nm ee eee river her Maybo I thought I heard went on spadir of a sewing ma- uneasily if he of w ly he dropped the 1 th © disturbing thought pade nom de plume of bh humorist? “Juelith! Wheeling tion of ning her facr wrung her hands above the nd of the r sprang toward her and Hare his heel as the the name of the h 4? " and th 7 .. nded YESTERDAY'S | back by Naab' "Fool! Would you your life? Go slowly, horn; 5, Hudson) through the fel: LA pry JO i potato; 16, ebony; arm and cold, mistaken, = clay Into the b but he stopped every moment could not g r 80, rid Sudden orward, to be throw ind his eyes he called, Naab ran at panted Snap! killed » under the tree: Hare hurried by laab’s side round the wall and into b Kiddie KI Copyright, 1919, by The Press Pubtishing Co. (The New York Evening World.) Conducted by Eleanor Schorer Romp, Rufit and The Giant Travel On. o'clock, could the lettering on the sign post be seen. Py said the first board; * sald the second; ‘To Viper Ville ‘To Beaver Bur: To Squirrel City," said the third. “To Dog Dale,” said the last. “We'll go there,” Rufit decided. and the Giant agreed because he had not the head to do a So off they set for Dog Dale. In one! two! three! fourt of the It is fortunate that you have town who came out to greet the tr to Viper Ville you may have been habitants; in Squirrel City one has Beaver Burg even guests must work Rufit was glad not to have gone to Viper Ville, Romp thought done well to avold Squirrel City, and of what he had escaped in not going continued: ehains! As he spoke he clapped chains on them and all three were The things they liked for dinner w shown every kindness, but they ha even in such small matters as a walk around the; block, just a8 dogs do. eat _ “Being enchanted 1s not so awful “Climbing trees i# fun next to this, “L wish I could get out ani i At this, as if By magic, chains melted away and they were free agal . (To Be C __Cousin Eleanor’s Kiub Kolumn 7 0-DAY is the first anniversary | world wai victory possible, this is a date in be too proud. My Dear Young Cousins; * The November contest is going to be one that cannot fail to please every kiddie in the Klub. From the tiniest baby, only old enough to blink and coo at the bright ornaments on the tree, to the grandmothers and I know about what it is—after you when he was weak aid trembling; Come in, come in, Dave will look out for the stallion.” Some days went by pleasantly for Hare as ho rested from his long ex cheer reasserted and the "The sons worked in the fields by day, and in " d at pitching horse~ bare circle where the others when he could haveleaped like a Uger to rend and kill, They left the fields and went on tiously into the grove. The and walling of wome certainty to thelr doubt and ry »"L see only the women—t on nildren sald there's a man-—Ze +. 0 wlow," muttered* Naab. he rustlers rode off—after Mes- o!" panted Judith, by the ‘possibilities axed girl's speech, cast caution to the winds and dashed for- ward into the glade, Nuab's heavy steps thudded behind him. In the corner of the porch seared nd stupefied children huddled tn a 1p. George and Billy. bent over Dave, who sat white-faced againat the steps. Blood oozed through the fingers pressed to his breast. Zeke was trying to calm the women, “My God! Day; cried Hare. “You're not hard bit? Don’t say it!” “Hard hit--Jack—old fellow," plied Dave, with a pale smile. ite and clammy, b looked once at him ‘My son! My son Chance and Culver— in the road—not His I got they 1 bungled, either!" Hare saw the inert forms of two nen lying near the gate; one rested on his face, arm outstretched with a Colt gripped in the stiff hand; the other lay on his back, his spurs deep 11 the ground, as tf driven there in 1 h alsion > and Zeke ot ed man into the hous The n and children followed, and With Billy and George, entered led the Dad down,’ I'm shot clean through--low said Dave, as they jaid him tas had any one his Aight.” Naab got the Midren Th and the women sicls out of at were ept with low moans. He 4 auick intent 1 he held out a hand to Hare Jack, We got—to be--good friends. Don't forget—that-—when you meet--| Holderness. He shot me—from be- hind Chance and Culyér~ after [ fellI killed them both-try to get You--w hang up-your gun igolne-will you?" wrung the eot he an hour rok waiting in und Zeke came lowed by their Hare by Another trag- this man of the {t his strength shaken, but bis deadly quiet and gloom of his Iron faee were more terrible po see th € “Now in Dog Dale M1 visitors are treated royally, them the most comfortable houses, the finegt collars and the best wroy collars around their necks and fast il never, never tie Tody up again,” said Romp. Armistice Day year ago marked the complete victory of the Allied armies .n the | Because America’s 2,000,000 fighting troops made 7S Dave's wife, who} ub Korner TANTS are notably bad tempered, — Perhaps it is because life is so much = easier for them than it is for of avernge size and because they hal no real work to do. Every time thie giant came upon a mountain which — took him more than two steps to, clliaby he growled and grunted so loudly thas. "7 people below thought it was thunders ing and ran into the houses. After a long night's sleep the three travelers, Romp, Rufit and the Giant,” waked to find themselves at the. of four roads, Tho first thing the giant did upon opening his eyes . to blow three times, This spread rT mist over the surrounding colintry A miles, Not until it litted, about ¢femt © Vk ig ‘ Romp agreed because she liked: ything, he A Giant's steps they were the! fas come here,” said the Mayor ot tl’, avelers. “Had you chosen the Yoad enchanted by the eyes of ihe 4 to climb trees continually, while very hard.” A they nadatet the Giant shuddered at the thoughtert to Beaver Burg. The bs We always givee@r led .off, each to a neat dog how ere brought to them and the; ways to wait the pleasure of otherswel | 8 some other things,” thought Rufit, Romp decided, and the Glant secret! me work.” 3 collars, houses, even Dog Dale itaeit=™ ‘ontinued.) Cousin Eleanor, of Armistice Day—the day one that tm history of which no American can 7” grand-dads, every one is interested , Christmas, Mostly every one ( | Christmas stories—loves to heater | them, loves to read them, loves to tellene them. Have you a Christmas storsatif — to tell? It may be a true or | one, it does not matter. So long pre d | is an original tale, wo will be glad tomes receive it and give it a fair chances | for one of the ten awards offered CO ae | the contest. me Unul Uncle Sam stops selling theayges: |Our awards will be in the form .of | thrift stamps as prizes, exeeptl am | {OF the month of November.. bel November awards are sent out aroun@eer” | the first of December, aya I t! that very likely the winners. we ‘ wish to surprise some one whom t |loved with something extra nico ¥ Santa, So the envelopes that go quite 4 |to the cleverest authors at the OM of the contest Will contain eagh, dollar instead of the usual four Stamps re Cousin Eleanor, 2 | THE BUBBLE FAIRY. One day a little giri sat lool wistfully ross the street at hildren biow bubbles. Sudd she felt some one tap ber on shoulder, Looking around, shi the funniest little fair Hh and wore all the colors “Hello,” he said, gr been wondering if you and now L know you do. “How did you know?” asked saw you watchthe them.’ pointed across the street, But You know who I am Thats most important thing,” we Yo," answered [osie, “who “aj * you “Sane ‘m Chubby, the Bubble Fairy, ama I've come to give you this.” Ep from his pocket a tiny pipe. “Thi & magic pipe. “Whonever you. bie on It, it will sing for you and yo w bubbles.” He handed tt w rw take good care OF ite and some day I'll be back to see yor M And 80 saying he floated out of the. window By Hoarletta Henckley hb AUTUMN LEAVES, ves from the book of Natura, The book we all should love, Yor 'twas written by the Great “a Who lives in Heaven above, Hy Margaret Tilton, aged 10, THE SEASHORE. " ~~ Fleeoy clouds are salting by, awn Painted white againgt the Sky. i goR Breezes sweep the rippling sea, Brush the grasses gracefully ¢s On the shore the rocks and sant), Ginw Form a brown and yellaw band ‘yt | To bind the bluesgreen sea, ‘et a Snowy Seagulls in the sky. rd | e drifting clouds they! fly. tie Now an eagle screams a note; ped | Now ye white UDOT sage Now you hear «# sounding roar Ags & Wave beats on the shore) "Set From the MAF | fourteen n sea } MINSPORD, agi t eee HOW TO JOIN THE KLUB AND OBTAIN YOUR PIN, U He gtr “Klub Pin” su ‘necuany Uae mbery