The evening world. Newspaper, November 29, 1919, Page 10

OO ————EeEE—EE~E ESTABLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER, Publ '. Setthed Daly Except Sunday by Ry] Fubushing Company, Won 68 t RALSR SUlar: President, 63 Park Row. " Ww, Park Row, sos SORTER tree Secretary, 63 Park Row. + MEMBER OF THE ASSOCIATED PRESS, G 0 fe blication coal Sr ITY ST be ST VOLUME 60.. THE GOVERNMENT TO ACT. HE Federal Government announces it will take over bituminous coal mines wherever coal operators fail to do what they can to increase the output of coal. At the same time the Government will use troops to protect miners who wish to work. This policy is the only consistent one if the Government is to stick to the task it undertook when it eet out to deal authoritatively with the soft coal situation. It has been unfortunate that disagree- ment between Fuel Administrator Garfield and Secretary of Labor Wilson’ as to the percentage of wage increase to which the miners are entitled has divided the Cabinet and weakened the Government's grip by encouraging both operators and miners to prolong the controversy. But this divergence of opinion need not prevent prompt and vigorous action to make certain that where coal can be mined it shall be mined Dr. Garfield reiterates his assurance that “profiteering on the part of either labor or capital will not be tolerated,” and that “the public cannot and will not be asked to bear the increased burden of higher prices of coal nor of the payment of a large sum as wages to any speciat class of workers.” For the public, this declared attitude of the Government in con- stituting itself the defender and protector of the coal consumer is the most welcome and hopeful development in the whole dispute. It means the Government recognizes the important bearing profits and wages in a given industry may have on economic conditions outside the industry directly involved. It is unjust that either wages or profits in the coal industry, for example, should be boosted to artificial levels, where tlfe; can only be maintained at the expense of the rest of the country. It is not always merely a question whether employers in a given trade can afford to meet the extreme domands of workers. It is the still bigger question whether the whole evonomic body can affurd to have such demands met. There is no real prosperity or even safety in mad pursuit of higher and higher wages obtained by hold-ups so incessant and wide- spread that they steal from and nullify one another. No authority has yet been found big enough or strong enough successfully to urge this truth upon labor in the United States. But the Government shows understanding of what is needed by its deter- ‘mination that the public shall not be used to keep wages or profits moving upward in the soft coal industry. a « It becomes plain that Mexico Is suffering from an attack of .something more serious than the chronic touchiness and resent- ; ment with which the United States long since became famftliar. Political factions have started a fight, and what will come of the Tow remains to be seen. Meanwhile it behooves this big Nation to treat its fractious neighbor with firmness, but also with for- « bearance. We don't set out to hurt anybody smaller than our- selves until we're sure it's the only way to do ‘em any good. But then——! —— 4 “THINK IT OVER.” HE “Far East” of Tokio points out one of the evil consequences of our failure to join the League of Nations in the continuing of naval competition between the United States and Japan: “A new era of naval expansion is dawning, a vicious circle that has Japan and America in its grip. American naval expan- sion has only one meaning for Japan, and there is every prospect that the Japanees taxpayer in future years will be weighted down by heavy armaments more than even he was in the past. At Kure they are building the largest battleships in the world, and the cost of each of these {s as much as Japan spends in one whole year for the maintenance of all her school: The editor of the “Far East” asks Japan to “think it over.” United States ought to join in the reflection. oo A cold wave and heavy snowstorms in the West remind the country that there is nothing academic about a coal strike. A coal famine in winter weather is about the cruelest reality that men, women and children, particularly the poor and the sick, ean buve to bear. Yet the anthracite miners now talk of quitting! The —-+>-—__——_——_ LADY ASTOR, M. P. ADY ASTOR trips into the British House of Commons by a comfortable plurality and progress scores another erasure on the page of “innovations that could never come about, you know, in England.” It deeply interests this country that the first woman to sit in Parliament is American born. Her vivacious campaign for the seat of the Sutton Division of Plymouth has been followed with almost as much excitement by many of her compatriots on this side of the ' Atlantic as by her party supporters at Plymouth. In her electioneer- ing she showed an energy, wit and readiness for give and take that made her the equal of any man candidate in winning votes, Yet throughout she succeeded in keeping her womanliness and charm, Her opponents had strong points to use against her; Besides being a woman, she was born in America, She is rich, And she belongs to a class supposed to be not always heart and soul in sym- pathy with the demands of the at present very insistent British work- ingman. Her personal triumph is therefore the greater. Leaders of the Woman Suffrage movement in this country exult- antly point out that Lady Astor’s election to the House of Commons “ig but another mile post on the road leading to the inevitable goal when all women and men shall be recognized as political equals.” Politics will nowhere be the worse for the participation of women like this bright and capable American who is the first of her sex to “qprite after her namce—M. Aine mem Me acon: agit A Teath 3 ied ga lata ie cenes & oe RR eee ew Interfering "Twixt Husband and Wife Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing MAN writes to me as follows:— “I will put my question In a very blunt way. Suppose you were a husband making, say, $27 @ week and had a wife who knew abso- lutely nothing about household economy, man- agement, saving, planning —before- gards her allow- ance and yours? “I have been trying to make her live up to a budget or some other thoughtful plan of wise apportion- ment of income but to no avail, and as a result have been haled to court several times and finally separated, “LT would like to know your advice to a man who would not care to be separated for the sake of the child and has to put up with such a wife as a mate for the rest of his natural life, “What arrangement as to financial matters between them should be adopted so that the husband may feel that at least he has done his Jevel best in this particular case? Do you think that $27 a week is not enough for a family of wife, baby (two and one- half years old)’ and husband “Mind you, the husband is trying to advance himself and will sooner or later get raised to $30, or even $35, a week ndly show us, if you can, how expenses should be handled and how the husband can do his duty best time that If, his own needs and wants and not to give all to his wife so as to be left, sans clothing, sans meals, sans other ab- solute necessities, “Tam no smoker, and am really thrifty, but like, above all, @ quiet home and living within my income and edapting myself’ to it Both Sides of the Question, It is very dificult to discuss such a case without hearing both sides of the question. If the woman has gone so far as to bring this husband to court there cer- tainly must be lack of harmony in this family, Twenty-seven dollars is little enough these days for a family of three, and the struggle is not easy, But I have seen instances of where there was even considerable less than no drinker, &c., enn AANA AAA AANA NAAR In the Finances of the Home the Ueart Interest Can Always Solve the Greatest Problems hand and judi-\in the struggle for existence. Love cious spending, | in 4 cottage is all very beautiful in a story, but in real life the wolf at t 0 p | how would YOU) ine door often muffies the cry of] manage a8 Fe-|Cupid and at times puts him out of | By Sophie * Irene Loeb Co. (The New York Eveoing World.) 2 harmony and more quarrels than we would like to admit, It has sapped the strength of women and when thc husband on his part has not been extremely forbearing, even love hus sone, The cynic and the thoroughly happy person as well will say ip answer to this, “Oh, well, she could not have loved him or the money would not have mattered.” But little do they know of the test that has been put upon the person business altogether. 1 know many couples, however, who have stood by each other through thick gnd thin—mostly thin —because wlong with love there was & Kreat sense of appreciation of the efforts made by both to make the uctant ends to meet. Devotion Is the Answer. Such people bear and forbear, It is only because of this sense of ap- preciation that a union under such adverse circumstances holds even until the end, Now, why hasn't it held in particular case mentioned? On the face of the facts as pre- sented, | would say that somewhere, some place along the line they have fled to create \n each other that feeling of respect and reverence and devotion which never loses out, Such matters are not mere arith- metic problems. When there is such a small amount a clear cut division is difficult, If not impossible. In the matter of home making, figures won't factor when the love equation is a questionable quantity. It is a matter of piling up the heart interest by both rather than a di sion of the money. How this can be done the individ- this Ry ~ Coprnent, 1988, Roy L. Himself a Stranger he came home the other even- ing that some important social event was in prospect, for Mrs. Jarr was wtuiring the children tn their best. “Where are the children going?” asked Mr. Jarr. “They're going with Mrs, Smilax and the Smilax children, as « holi- to the moving pictures, replied Mrs. Jarr, as she ted litte Emma Jarr’s back bair ribbon 80 tight that the pull on her scalp was sO Pronounced jt drew the skin of her face Ught and made her almond- eyed. “There now,” she said, viewing witb satisfaction the appearance of the spic-and-span and scrubbed darlings. “Now go off and have a good time, | dears. Don't annoy Mrs. Smilax and if she does Invite you to have ice cream sodas don't take the expensive sodas that cost twenty-five cents, and make the soda clerk give you paper napkins and put them under your) chins. For the last time you had chocolate soda you ruined your new blue dress, Emma.” The children dutifully promised everything and forgot as they prom- ised, And as Mrs. Jarr hung out of the window to admire them as they passed down the street to the Smilax flat was heard to remark that two Lviter behaved or nicer looking children didn't live to gladden the eyes and hearts of all “And," added Mrs, Jarr, turning day treat, ehe ual knows best in each case. How It Sta Purple for Ch O one who attended the funeral of the former Mayor Mitchel could help being impressed with the prelates in their robes of purple and the extensive draping throughout the Cathedral in this color, For pur- ple, not black, is the mourning color of the church, And as such it is full of significance, In olden times purple was the mourning color of all Christian kings this, but where love was paramount the diffioulty was lessened Insufficient income, despite all our titul has caused more in- and princes, As late as 1660 Charles 1, of England mourned in purple for hia brother, Henry, Duke of Glouces- in from the window to speak to her rted_ By Hermine | __Neustadtl | urch Mournng ter, The “Princes of the Church,” as high prelates were known in the days when Catholicism reigned, ranked with sovereigns, Therefore they af- fected purple in mourning for one of their number. They wear purple also on Good Friday, for they are then supposed to be in mourning for Christ, Royalty in olden times and the Ro- man Catholic Church to this day mourn in purple in memory of the purple garment that the Roman soldiers threw around Christ when Jarr Family by The Prove Putianing Co. (The New Yoru Rveming World.) nnn AR AAA AAA AAA AAA ARARAAARADAARAAAAAAADAPADOY Mr. Jarr Tours the Neighborhood and Finds T was evident to Mr. Jarr when|huyband, “as the children are out of the a little walk if you 1 haven't had my nose door for so long that I simply have house nerves.” Gertrude to watch the flat and to take and hope for a fire that she might sce her gallant strange Jarr’s arm and holding fast as they passed Gus’s ex-Maelstrom for Married |or what's going on. ways that way. My neighbors’ affairs | tell McCardell in a Strange Land way now, I would like to take wouldn't mind outside the Local Biographies. Mr. Jarr was agreeable, and leaving up sentry position at the front window nan beau, Claude, dasty by to child and the docu- ments, save the the Jarrs were soun strolling around the block. “Really, 1 feel like # stranger in a land," confided Mrs. Jarr, hooking her hand tightly into Mr, Men on the corner. “I really don’t know who's living around us any more Well, 1 was al- never interest me, If they'll their business, I'll mind min Just then a slim girl of eightucn pattered by them, “That's the Badgerlys’ oldest girl,” whispered Mrs. Jarr. “Myrtle Lad- gerly. That is, she now calls herself Myrtle, but her right name is Magg' She was expelled for boarding school and came home anil sat around with her ankle bandaged and pretended she had to leave school because she had strained a tendon in gymnasium. And there wasn't ything wrong with her ankle at all.” he's a pretty girl," remarked Mr. mind repeated Mrs, Jarr, “Can't you see how she toes in and is stoop-shouldeged too? :There goes the new superintendent of the big apartment house around the corner. They say he makes all the trades- men pay him a corgmission on every- thing the tenants buy. He gets his milk and bread and ice for nothing A lot of people think he could who broke into the unrented apartments and stole-all the electric light fixtures and all the bathroom and kitchen plumbing.” Mrs. Jarr’s attention was now at- tracted to a stout lady looking out of the window of a ground floor flat, “That's Mrs, Billington, who just moved into those small $60 fla she sald, “She made a lot of money run- ning rooming houses, then she mar- ried a broken down actor and lost all her money putting on a play,” “Indeed?” said Mr. Jarr, “Yes,” continued Mrs, Jarr, “but she's very good hearted and has done so much for Tony the bootblack's who has twins. too, wife at the corner, Well, let's go back home, I'm not curious at all, but I often wonder what is going on around me, Isn't it odd to look about you and see peo- No. 18—**The Cloister and the Hearth.’”’ By Cha flirting from |‘ Maxims ofa = ‘Modern Maid — Marshair Copyright, 1V19, B The Press Pudtishing Cow Tee New York Evening World.) OVE is bounded on the north by propinquity, on the east by a tion, on the south by passion, on the west by comradeship. If the society girl adopts the French fad of black face powder, make-up will resemble the colored comedian rather than the clo Every Prohib desert has oases of its own. ‘The philosopher Diogenes went looking fot an honest man, but he even dreamed he could find a modest one, Why do employers marry their stenographers? Perhaps one reasos) that each of the contracting parties realizes it is the easiest escape the constant company of the other! To divorce or to “endure it”—that is the question for the modern wife The French find our dances naughty. Perhaps the old order will be versed, and when good Parisians die they will go to New York! Why ts it that @ five-foot-seven man with a turned-up nose, 14 pair of horn-rimmed spectacles and cold, moist hands thinks he al marry a girl with the beauty of Venus, the grace of Diana, the wit Minerva and the constancy of Penelope? Now that we have Prohibition and sleuthing is no longer the better of affection, how many wives will kiss their husbands every when they come home? Love must learn to laugh—even at love! In his home the average man is a perpetualyvice president. The Love Stories | Of Great Novels | Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New Yort Bvening World.) By Albert Payson Terhune = ” te Reade. FRARD, the young Dutch artist, was destined by his fat Ellas, for the church. But the lad was young. Also be in love. He was in love with auburn-haired Brandt, From the very first Nis course of true love failed run smooth. For one thing, Elias had commanded him become a priest. And, in those fifteenth century young men had a habit of obeying their fathers. If f fulled to do so, the law took a hand in making them mofe Obedient. In the second place, Gerard had won the bitter hatred + of Burgomaster Van Swicten, who vowed not only hisruim + but that of Margaret's family. The Burgomaster was able to defraud Margarct’s father of thetr fortune with no great difficulty. And be expected little more trouble in ruining =~ Gerard. 7 Gerard, meantime, was progressing fast in his courtship of Margaret. The girl eagerly reciprocated his love. And they were betrothed. While the) marriage preparations were being made, Van Swieten chanced to hear of the engagement. He knew Gerard was destined for the priesthood. So off he ran te the young man’s father with news of the youth's betrothal, Old Eilas was’ furious, He threatened to have Gerard thrown into prison uuess he would forsake Margaret. Gerard knew his father wonld carry out the threat, So he persuaded ‘ Margaret to marry him at once, planning to” Bridegroom Cast carry her out of reach of Elias’s threats., But Into Prison Cell, almost directly after the ceremony the bridegroom was captured by his fathers agents and was cast into a prison cell. “Love luughs at locksmiths.” And love assuredly laughed at the locks, Gerard's cell, For Margaret helped him escape from jail. And the new!; lovers hid in the nearby forest for refuge, But Van Swicten learned of the escape. He led a posse into the forest, in pursuit and caught up with the fugitives. Gerard turned on him, a him senseless to the earth and fled further into the woods with his bride But, in the fifteenth century, as to-day, love will not carry a very far unless one or both of them can earn a living. Gerard was pennil He persuaded some friends to give Margaret a temporary howe while be hi self went on in search of work. He drifted to Rome, where his artistic talent promised him a good I hood. While he was there—and just as he was about to send for Margaret. join him=he reccived a letter telling him Margaret had died. | « A At this terrible news Gerard fell dangerously ill. When he recovered he felt life hud no hope nor Joy left for him now that his adored wife was dead. So he turned to holy Mother Church for eon- Thinking Wife Dead, sation. He became a Dominican. frlar, sy taking the name of Brother Clement. ' He Became a Friar, But Margaret was not dead. The letter announcing her death had been sent to Gerard by Vun Swieten. She was alive and well, A son had been born to her. Yet she was wretchedly unhappy. For, thanks to Van Swieten, no ward came to her from Gerard. Apparently her young husband had deserted Ber. ‘Then Gerard returned to Holland on a churcbly errand, And there he and Margaret met face to face in the street. + It was too late. Gerard's vows stood between the once-wedded lovars.' Broken hearted, Margaret pined and died. Gerard read the burial serfiee over his dead sweetheart, his voice and face calm 2 But he had received his own death-blow in the grief of losing his bride, Soon afterward he too died. On his breast, bencath his haircloth his friends found a single long tress of Margaret's auburn hair. ——— belle Mae Doolittle’ Ellabelle Mae Doolittle By Bide Dudley Copyriedt, 1919, by The Press Publighing Co, (The New York Bvening World.) Noted Poetess, With a Fine Poem, Proves There Is Beauty In the Ash-Can “You are disinterring from the pure Hives HALL was the scene ofa heated discussion Wednesday |POrt of the subject," she sald, “Now, ting of the | CUL It out. afternoon at the meeting o! ae There is beauty in the ash-can,"” Women's Betterment League. ©) said Miss Doolittle with a very eweat, ” subject up for consideration was|smile. “It stands in the alley in ‘The Beauties of Life.” Several pale fooieast to the pretty Tittle . ds that surround { 4 speakers had becn heard, and theD| becomes an object of stansu beat ” SHabelle Mas Doolittle, the noted) “fam moved to blush.” said Mrs. , was called on by Promptress be Boggs, in an effort to be funny, Pertle, “I take it the lad "1 4 “LT feel,” said the: Prampirens, in| with me,” ennpped ¥, fosen’t fee, presenting Miss Doolittle, “that’ we] ‘well, if she isn't wi ,,Dool have a treat in store. Who could be| hat, rong I'll eat my I have written poems oi beauty of many things and T can easily include the ash-cai “I propose that you show Mi Boggs she is wrong by writing @ poem right now," said Promptress ertle, Miss Doolittle said she’ retired for fifteen tainutes tiie’ came back with the following gem: more familiar with the beauties of life than our own poetess, Bllabelle Mae Doolittle? She has wallowed in the beauties of Nature and, to my way of thinking, has the inside dope on all things beautiful.” “The beauties of Nature are lovely,” said Mrs, Chip Tipton, a very senti- m tal member. responded the Promptress. Y “So they are. Ahd now Miss Doo- little will speak to us." ‘The noted poetess glided gracefully to the footlights and bowed. She was gowned in kangaroo linen, hitched on the right side and trimmed with imi- tation tootsie blossoms, The ladies wi eld up one hand. “My dear friends,” she said, Waste not your energy in futile applause. Do not clap the hand and stomp t foot until inspiration bids thee burs forth." “How deliciously Mrs, Tipton. “T want to express the opinion,” Miss Doolittle continued, “that there js beauty in everything.” “[ differ.” said Mrs. Cutey Boggs, who loves to argue. “What is there beautiful in an ash-can?" “It's according to what's in the ash- modest!" said ple living right beside you of whom they mockingly called him “The King of the Jews,” pment — te att pet you know no more than though they were at the other ead of the world?” — ve her a noisy welcome, but she} There is beauty in the ash- As it stands beside the fence, § Oh, you cunning little trash camy You are just simply immense, Tho’ a dead cat rest within you, You are very dear to me, No one your beauty can dim you, On this side of the blue sea, My sister's child, Teeney Ricketts, Tea funny little bug, | Don't throw stones at colored b Teeney, you are a little thug, But, getting back to the ash-can, 1 am inspired by its beauty, And it would indeed be a rash man, Who to praise it would not do hig duty. With the reading of thi the fair girl bowed and repped bags wto the wings while Mrs, Boggs seen to blush in shamic, Th: Iadlew can,” said Mrs. Skeeter O'Brien, Promptreas Pertle rapped for order, (on er ee applauded with great gusto, All were pleased, wees eet net