The evening world. Newspaper, November 26, 1919, Page 18

ARE ne Re weereene ss 0 BR Ne OA I AR RRR RR Fy oats me ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER, RALPH PU! epi ttya claent, 63 Park, P dd + od. ANGU; surer, 63 Park Row, - Jos PULITARN, Jr, Becretary, 63 Park How, renin Pasar Hieat ope VOLUME 60 O. 21,281 SPILLED THE BEANS. RE the country’s eyes open to the importance of what has been put before it by the coal etrike plus former Secretary of the Treasury William G. McAdoo? When it comes to dealing with profiteers and an overboosted cost ot living in the United States, the American public received no more significant suggestion than the one to be drawn from Mr. Me- Adoo’s telegram to the Federal Fuel Administrator disclosing “the hocking and indefensible profits” made in the year 1917 by operators in the bituminous coal fields. As Sceretary of the Treasury, Mr. McAdoo knew what these profits were when he saw the income tax returns made by the mine operators for the year specified, In his telegram to Dr. Garfield he urges that these incomé tax returns be made public—which the law permits under certain circumstances—in order to establish the fact that in the present settlement with the miners the mine operators are not justified in passing wage increases on to the consumer in the shape of increased prices for bituminous coal. Earnings on capital stock of from 100 to 300 per cent. were not uncommon among bituminous coal operators in 1917, Mr. McAdoo declares. Profits even ranged as high as 2,000 per cent. “Of course,” the former Secretary of the Treasury says, “I do not know what the profits of the bituminous coal operators were in 1918, since I left the Treasury in December, 1918, and these reports were not filed until March, 1919. But if they disclose any such profits as earned in 1917 it would be a grave wrong to permit the operators to take from the public additional profits in the form of increased prices.” “Moreover, if profits were even measurably as great in 1918 as in 1917, the operators can well afford to pay the in- creased wages to the miners and still have, perhaps, a larger return upon the capital employed in the mines than they are justly entitled to.” In other words, in the case of the bituminous coal] operators it sis not even A question of making fat years balance le: All their wrens have been fat—but some have been-incredibly fat. The ques- ‘tion is whether, if there comes the slightest falling off in the fatness, resthe public must make good—whether a 10 per cent. decline from 100 — 4} ; per, cent. profits can be made to appear, for price-raising purposes, a ja deficit. 1g ca But note: Mr. McAdoo has started something that doesn’t stop "with coal. { lent c or ob! If income tax returns afford a fair bitin’ for a Federal sizing up of coal profiteers, why not the income tax teat wherever. there is profitetring in other necessities—food, clothing, shoes? High prices and the cost of living ‘have been for monthé, or so fhe country has been asked to believe, objects of special Federal at- ¢, iestition. Why have Federal authorities groped and fumbled with’ these problems without prompt use of the key eral income tax returns? When the law provides that Federal tax returns “shall constitute available in the . ‘public records” and that they shall be open to inspection “upon order of the President and under rules and regulations prescribed by the Secretary of the Treasuty and approved by the President,” to what ‘better use could they be put than to be consulted and made public by ‘responsible authorities as aid toward protecting American consumers ‘wherever profiteering exists or threatens? Departments of the Federal Government supposed to be leaving | fo stone unturned in running down profiteers should wake up and themselves. Mr. McAdoo has timefully spilled a whole bowlful of beans. D'Annunzio seems good for several more stanzas, — 4 i THANKSGIVING. ‘ tee ANY Americans will turn to-morrow from things for which 2 ae _ they are anything but thankful and be thankful that at ‘ least they are not as others who are thankful for those Al “ hs ae Bs ore uid ‘ever thought it could be made that they have no time to think very things. ; Many more will set their eyes cheerfully aud thankfully upon “Mlessings bestowed upon them more bountifully than they have de- Berved and be glad the way is still open to deserve them no less. A lot of Americans are so busy making money faster than they J whether there is anything else to be thankful for or not. Others are so intent on the problem of keeping pre-war incomes soiqwithin hailing distance of the post-war cost of bare necessities that they can only be thankful for having somehow weathered through to ‘this Thanksgiving. Nothing can keep any considerable part of the thankfulness out ot an American Thanksgiving, because the sources of that thankful- are deep down in a sub-conscious confidence, energy, vitality and e power that no more feel dismay than the depths of the ocean a ripple, Ripple or wave, so long as the depths are gecure always be just that. Thankegiving Published Daily Except bey pee the Freon Publishing Company, Nos. 63 te talon EDITORIAL PAGE WEDNESDAY ,NOVEMBER 26,1 From Evening Wake Up on the Treaty! New York, Nov. 23, 1919. ‘To the Balitor of The Brening Work! Your suggestion in.last night's pa- per for a Mass meeting in favor of the peace treaty and to renrind both the Senators from our State that pub- li¢ opinion is with the League of Na- Let us wake up to the faot that in case of failure to pass the treaty we will be in @ rather bad position after all the sacrifices we made in lives and money to help win the war in the cause of humanity, and now to turn our backs on our Allies in th re- constructive times, when the prestige of America is the one thing needful to help. Let us by all means have the meeting and let our watchword be “Wake up all Americans!" stand by your country against enemies both within and without. CONTINENTAL. Stand Back of the Foreign Born. New York, Nov, 19, 1919. "To the Tatitor of ‘The Drening World I should like to call your attention to a little incident which attracted my attention and sent a thrill through me, as it should through every red blooded American, Yesterday at Broadway and Park Row there was a ‘waaenlond of Italian laborers who had stopped work in the street to allow the Prinee were about truck and 5 passed, as one, every hat went off. Here were some uneducated, common laborers, probably most of them not yet citi- zons of this country, and yet they had learned to respect and hénor the flag under which they were making 4 living, Why can't we help these people in some way to become stanch Ameri- can citizens, in which the seeds of Bolshevism, L W. W-'ism and all other anti-American propaganda will find no fertile soll to sprout? Let us make them the foes of all un-Ameri- can teachings, JAMES A. M’CALL, Lack of Appreel New York, Nov, 25, 1919, ‘To the Kditor of The Evening World Tam a hard working young man with the interests of my employer earnestly at heart, willing to do whatever is in my power to help his business along. Does he appreciate it? He certainly does not! My sal- ary is exceptionally low—in compari- son to the work I do, The only rea- son I accepted it was to get the po- sition and show the employer my real wortn 80 that he could pay me ac- cordingly. There is no doubt that he could get gome one to do the work | am doing for the same salary as | am getting. The work might or wit not be done as well—but it rould be done. He is making plenty be money, and I am thé one heling him to make it id if he would pay more without my it, it would certainly serve e work harder and i into my bi 9 for EN days passed in asia . tions is, in.my opinion, very timely. | patienceworth the public, here's he'll s “Bub-lieve me “Say, ain't prohibition The only thing deader than last yea luck. newspaper. never mi The sculptor’s model for taken plage at all. Fiirtation is the frosted meringue of Hope deferred maketh a man’s heart Maxims of a odern Maid Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co. OR the engaged girl the smile that won't come off isn't half so im- portant as the rouge that won't come off. Three hundfed years from now if a New Yorker of 1919 begins to * “Central, HAVE you got that number?” A man can fool some women all the time and most’ women some of the time, but one woman he never fools at all—his sister. What a woman trusts: her mirror,.her cook (when she can get one!), ‘her What a man trusts: his wife, his barber, the editorial page of his favorite The only man who can be guaranteed 99% per cent. pure is the one who 8 the chance to tell you what a gay dog he is. atience on a Monument” was a woman whose husband ALWAYS kept dinner waiting. What did the FIRST wife Bluebeard killed find in that forbidden closet? Either his bank book—or a secret supply of the cheap, malodorous cigarettes he learned to smoke in the army. The oddest thing about any given marriage is that it ever should have By Marguerite pet Mtl Severe Mooers farshall New York Evening World.) (The my guess as to the first three thing fad is last year's.firtation. love. stick, The Life o and Assigned to Ri HEN we parted last week, dear readers, I had just been offered a job as an-elevator World Hpaci | employer appreciates—and shows he does—the work of his employees? OFFICE MAD | ‘The Amerten Brooklyn, » 1919 To the Editor of The ‘The letter written by “An Ameri- can” in to-day’s Evening World shows how many Americans are real American out in sunny California. I am an officer in our merchant | marine and would like to tell your | readers and others how many Ameri-| cans are Americans in our suppos- edly great merchant marine. Just take any ship coming into New York Harbor and I'll say you won't find more than ten men out of a crew of fifty are Americans who will stick up for America at every turn of the wheel. So here's to your “An American, Am glad to know that he has the real Yankee spirit, and let's hope the day is near when our great fleet of merchant ships will be manned by Americans of the Roose- velt type. AN AMERICAN MARINER. Why Neta New York, Nov. %, 1919. ‘To the Bkitor of The Evening Work I want to be in line with F. W. E,, Co, K, 105th, saying that I, for one, would certainly accept another bonus and not feel any qualms over it. I served my time on this side and saw what few others did not regarding high wages during the war. I know that the slacker who did not do any fighting is to-day in better circum- stances financially than the service man will be a year from to-day Think of that! and see if you are not in accord with some “charit: for our soldie: They say “charity begins at home.” Well, let it go at that and give the men who fought for you and put you in safety to-day something in recognition of their service. CORPORAL, 8th Corps Artillery Park Battery. reader, To the Editor of The Evening World; 1 am cured of radicalism, and cured to stay. Was inclined to Bolshevism and the doctrine of the I, W. W. But at a meeting of Bolghevists in New Or- leans, about a month ago, I saw a number of Prohibitionists in the audi- ence! If Bolshevism is to be tatnted and the I, W. W. corrupted by Prohi- bition, it is time for a decent “Red” to seek green fields and pastures new, The radicals have warred on mon- archy—the rule of the masses by a fow chosen ones; but that is the very condition that the Prohtbitionists are trying to bring about. If this is not enough to cure radi- salism, let them drink of the bitter The Jarr By Roy L. Copyright, 1919, by ‘The Press Pul.lsbing Co, (The New York Evening World.) A Bird Is on the Wing To the Jarr © (66 HAT 40 you think? I've got | W such a sweet letter from| Mrs, Virdsong of Detroit,” | Said Mrs. Jarr when the alleged head of the house came home the other evening. | “I don't know the party, but I tell you right now she's got me," said Mr. hat, “Well, I know the lady ana she 18} a lady,” retorted Mrs, Jarr, “I met her when we were at Atlantic City last summer. She invited me to visit her in Detroit and I invited her to) visit us.” | Jarr as he hung up his Well, beware of inviting people to} visit you when foodstuffs cost so much—they generally come," mur- mured Mr, Jarr, “IT see you've got that same selt- | satisfied idea that all natives of this’ town are obsessed with!" answered Mrs. Jarr. “Because you live in a dingy, smelly flat in a side street, where day and night is made hideous with hucksters and cats you think you are King of the Universe! ‘Thank goodness I was raised in Brooklyn and in a real house with # porch in front and a flower garden behind. I don't pride myself unduly because [. live in this city and pay an outrage- TO-DAY’ ANNIVERSARY Jamaica the Beautiful. N 9, a Jamaica paper states that | 300 negroes had been imported into that island fromi Africa, It is a fearfu) record, In the late eigh- teenth century the traffic in negroes had assumed such an alarming pro- portion that the great William Wil- berforce of England (whose tomb is in the Abbey) came out with the vigor of pen and voice against the crime, and by his grand pleading put a stop, in great measure, to the nefarious buying and selling, Beautiful Ja- maica, Pearl of the Antilles, is no longer a hotbed of violence, Beauti- ful Jamaica! that in the olden timo gave its name to a celebrated bever- a and the dandies and clubs of the regency and the early Victorian era could no more do without their “Ja- nothing on|Acr Family — McCardelt and Winging Eastward Home Nest. ous robbery rent to be packed like a sardine in a brick bechive”—— sardines packed in brick bee- hives?” asked Mrs dart “You know what I ‘mean!” Mrs. Jarr retorted. “And we're in a cheap flat in a cheap neighborhood. And people who have bright, big homes, with plenty of light and air and bet- food, and more of it, in what you'd call ‘jay towns,’ are to hold their breaths in envy at our being on the dark and ragged edge of so much metropolitan grandeur,” Mrs, Jarr answered. “Just the same your friend, Mrs, Birdseye— Birdsong,” corrected Mrs. “Your friend, Mrs |Jarr went on, Jarr. Birdsong,” Mr. “will be glad to leave her stately ‘Detroit mansion over- looking the Flivver factory to come to eat at our expense in a brick bee- hive for sardines in a real town.” Mrs. Birdsong isn't comin Jarr retorted. “If you would, ju! wait a minute and let me say word, I would have told you that Mrs. Birdsong’s unmarried sister, who has done such wonderful work in all the Red Cross drives, is coming to see us.” “I should worry, I'm a lite mem- ber,” said Mr. Jarr. “Well, the Birdsongs are prominent people in Detroit and as our little | 2mma Ls growing up and by the time a young lady she may want to out there, the Birdsongs can introduce our daughter to nice people—Detroit is full of young auto- mobile millionaires.” Mr. Jarr groaned. “Just as you say, care!" he replied. The Social Straggle. Not that I “But you should care, and that's the very thing 1 am talking about! said Mis. Ja “We owe a duty to society und to our children to keep in with nice people. Your Gus and your Bepler and your Slavinsky and your Raffertys and your Rangles may all be very worthy people in, their way, and, doubtless, you regard them as charming—or you would not fre- quent their society 90 eagerly; but) as for me and my children, | shall ore refined associates. Emma} arly nine,” Mrs. Jarr went on.| “Next year she will be ten, The next year she will be eleven, And a few rs more will find her in her teens and being prepared for her debut. | | said. runner in a newspaper plant, Natu- rally you are eager to kown what happened next, so that's where I'll | start. When the Managing Editor offered me the job in the elevator instead of one as a reporier, I was badly disap- pointed. “I don't know how to run an ele- vator,"" I protested. All you, do is run it up and down.” AM right!” I said. “I'l try it.” As I started away a fresh office boy yelled: “Hey, bo! Where do youse want the body sent?” I hesitated; then changed my mind. “On second thought,” I said to the boss, “if you can’t give me a job as a writer, I guess I'll move along. ‘The boss smiled. “All right “You may start in as a cub.’ I shook my head. ‘None of thai menagerie stuff in mine!” I replied. I didn’t know what kind of a trick he was trying to play on me, but 1 wasn't going to stand for it. The boss laughed, “A cub,” he said, “is a reporter who is learnin, “Oh, well, that’s different,” I said. “What 'do [ do’ first? Interview the Mayor or maybe some beautiful ac- tress?” “Neither,” he replied. “I'll give you the Capt. Mason assignment. Capt. Mason. | oh at the Pair Grounds.” “Fine! said. “Do I eet & free ticket to the Fair? “Sure! And you get car fare out and back. “That's the stuff! he When do I go ou Right away. The Captain has some diving horses. They dive from a, platform fifty feet Msn. He has {ivited: m6 ‘to. angign. @ er to ride one of the horses off the platform and”— “Just a moment!” I said, interrupt- ing. “Let me get this right—I'm sup- posed to ride a diving horse off a platform fifty feet in the air?” “Why, sure! It won't hurt you, You' ‘ll land in a tank of water.” sang out that *F anid, “is ‘It necessary to do that to'be rte “Of course!" Edited by Bide Dudley Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co. Our Hero Is Engaged as a Newspaper Reporter “There's nothing to it,” he replied. | f Jeff Nutt (The New York Evening World.) ide a Diving Horse. “But that’s not writing.” “You write your sensations after- ward.’ “If you kin,” came from that boy. “Ob, you won't get hurt,” said the boss, “You're darned right I won't,” I replied, turning away. “I didn't think you had the nerve,” said the boss. It stung me. I've never permitted | anybody to accuse me of being weak kneed and get away with it; so I ac- cepted the assignment. “Ul show you,” I said. “I'll take the job. Give me that ticket and a | half’a dollar.” The boss was pleased. He handed | Me a ticket to the fair and a dollar, | “Report to Capt. Mason in an hour,” |he said. “After the dive come back, here and write the story, We want it for to-morrow's p “Yes, sir,” I said. I started away nd turned back. “By the way,” I aid, “why didn't you send some other reporter out on this assignment?” ‘ouldn't afford to risk a good man,” said the boss. “And they don't need a bath,” sang out the office boy. I went out in a dubious frame of mind. Outsidé the sun was shining and the air bracing. I began to feel better and soon my nerve had come back. “Oh, well," I said to myself, ‘fve only got one life to give to my coun- try. Why be selfish with it?” I hopped on a car bearing reading “To the Fair Grounds soon reached my destination, Inside the inclosure 1 saw the tank and the high platform, Hovering around the Spot was a man wearing a cap. 1 guessed he was Capt. Mason and ap proached him. “Is this Capt. Mason?" I asked. “Righto, son!” he replied. ‘What: can I do for you? “'m Nutt of the Bee, I want to ride one of your horses into the tank.” “Fine! The exhibition takes place in half-an hour." Here he pulled paper from his pocket. “Sign that! I looked it over. It was gn agree- ment that the Captain was not to be held responsible for my “injury or e fter you've signed it,” he said,: ll get you to write down for me the address of your nearest relative.” “Gosh!” I ejaculated. “Oh, don't worry,” said the Cap- tain, reassuringly “Tain't often we kill anybody with this stunt, The, horse you'll ride is as gentle as a* kitten,’ (To Be Continued.) Fresh Air HE question of sleep is a great factor in maintaining the chil- dren's health. Of course, healthy, new-born ‘babies sleep almost con- stantly; a8 they grow older they re- quire, besides a long night's sleep, from four to five hours during the daytime. years of age, especially if they are not absolutely robust, should be induced to rest for an hour in the afternoon, Remember that growth takes place during sleep. It is not only a period of rest, but of development, This at once must convince all mothers of the grave necessity of putting children to bed early in Ug eveaize, Th horrible practice of permitting them to sit up until all hours of the night, partaking of excitements, of indigestible foods, etc,, cannot too strongly be con- demned. in one household of my acquaint- ance the children are permitted to sit ‘up until midnight, when the father returns from his work. They are then allowed to eat a heavy luncheon, and, of course, to enter into the talk of thelr clders. These children are all |tor's hands. !n this case the foolish How time flies!" “It eurely does, as you tell it,” said’) Mr. Jarr. “Well, what am I'to do| about Mrs, Birdsong’s sister?” “Nothing at) all, if you please! said Mrs. Jarre. “She isn't coming) till after the holidays, but T thought you'd like to know, but I sce you cup that the W, C, T, U, has pre-|maica” (rum) than without their pared for them, many folded neckerchief, Exquisite Dogs in the manger, the Prohibi-|isiand, we mourn the cessation of tionists guzzle all that they can, yotlr product, for the “dry” season 2 Ves euuigrated north! are not interested in my friends!” “Oh, yes lam!” cried Mr, Jar, can hardly wait till, the Year to meet this little wi Birdeong'’s sister from mother simply shrugs her shoulders and says she can do no differently, To be sure, she begun wrong, and it is difficult to change the fixed habits lof a household; but where it is a question of health, indeed of life, noth- ing shonid interfere, and the house- hold machinery should be so revolu- | Uenized that regular und rational hab- n be éstablished and upheld, ntilation of the bedivom dur times, bat also highly beginning to portant. appreciate the Even children five and six | undersized and ure always in the doc- | ones, | We ap eee are as ARRAY at by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World.) and Sleep, value of fresh air and sunshine, Many ' an invalid has been completely re- stored to health by living and al out of doors, and yet there are still | an endless number of people wiho | sleep in rooms the windows of which are tightly closed all might. ! This directly invites nose, throat and. |lung troubles, We can ‘live a long time without food, but we cannot live five minutes without air, Oxygen is the most necessary and | vital thing to life, Therefore we can-{- not have too much good, pure air, We throw out through the lungs a certain amount of poisonous matter’ every hour, and in place of that we' should breathe in the life-giving oxy-, gen. In a poorly yentilated room we rebreathe the poisons with which we have filled the air. Instead of awak- a jening in the morning bright and |"“chipper as a bi we are heavy- eyed, heavy-headed and dull. The dry, vitiated air absorbs th ral jmoisture of the respiratory Now, as 1 suid before, growth and repair take place during sleep. Par- ents should bo especially watchful upon this point—growth. One fact stands out boldly on the subject of |physical development—that maturity cannot give perfection unless the child has been started on the right road from infancy, At birth the pro- portions of the body are not sym- metrical; thus the head is out of all proportion to the size of the trunk, The limbs are apparently very short, but a8 a matter of fact they maintain the same ratio to the body at all pe- + rlody of life. The beautifully carved statue of the Child , executed / about 75 1 and it mind that during the early years of impor durias Nife fresh air and plenty of tranquil mm} must ever be borne in. is proper ontemedl ‘