The evening world. Newspaper, February 21, 1920, Page 9

Peay re living SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 21, 1920 Washington Georgie Never Told aLie. He Didn’t Have To. He Was Elected President Unanimously and Had No Campaign Speeches to Make. When Washington Was President They Had a Constitution Without Amendments, Which Shows the Thirteen Original Colonies Were Lucky. ese an By Neal R. O’Hara ) Prem Publithing Co. (The New York Bvening Work "Toe ona we celebrate Washington's Birthday—Washington, who never told a lie. It sounds impossible till you figure that in those days they had no income tax. Sort of gives a guy a queer feeling these days—when every one’s filing income returns—to call a halt for boll- days in honor of Truthful George and Honest Abe. When Georgie W. was a boy he cut down a cherry tree and told the truth about it. To-day our leading citizens are cutting down their in- come tax returns and swearing the figures are right. Which shows a different You bet we are! You don’t find Wash- ington cutting down anything now—not while there are appropriations | to be spent. | George Washington never told a lie, but he didn’t have to. He was elected President uranimously and had no campaign speeches to make. | George Washington was first in peace, first in war and first in the hearts of his countrymen. And three firsts aren't bad for an amateur President. Today Washington is first in expenditures and somewhere in | the second division of the American League. Washington is the city of | magnificent distances, with special attention to the vast expanse between | the dollar sign and the decimal point of every appropriation. George had a city named after him and Washington is now famous for its Pre: ints. Abe Lincoln had a city named after him, and Line | coln is famous for its near-Presidents. Washington is the ca and the capital letter ms to be an “ with two perpendicular lines running through LES' SEE Now! | GAVE A y 1000 To THE WOMEN CAR DRIVER'S UNION! 100 TO°TH INDIGENT SALOON & BAR-~ KEEPERS' SOCIETY! 100 TO THE DESTITUTE TAXt CAB DRIVERS! ETC, tAcome As George Did, 80 will 1; | Cannot Tell a L When Washington was President they Fhea ‘Constitution without amendments, which shows the thirteen origitrat fi: Soe were lucky. In , those days there were the Whig Party and (hé Porles- instpdid of the Syig | Party and the Hollies they have to-day. Rum was4 drink tn | Milwaukee and St. Louis came into the Union. That the: Uaton now demands beer. Washington was the father of his die wits | some daddy. We have no-father of our country now=-its hea¥est‘telatives are our Antis. And near-relatives like that are Lye se wine aor ear-beer. | ol When Washington was going strong, Youktayn; than New York town to-day. In those da Ve Noe Battery was where it is now and the outfield never stretched beyond Houston Street. Washington Heights was all heights instead of al! flat it is to-day. Philadelphia was the Main Burg then. In those | days Philly had no ball teams, so it stood in first place all the time. They established the first mint in Philly, which makes it some place. New York had to establish Wal! Street before it cut down Philly's lead. While George was President in Philadelphia, the city of Washington was only a collection of wooden shacks, the same as it is right now. Penn- sylvania Avenue hadn't been laid out and there was no more connection between the White House and the Capitol than there is to-day. In fact, when the U. S, started doing business there was no White House at all and | very little capital. The city of Washington was all waste, that times haven't chan ed very much, But anyway, everybody up for George Washington. He never told a tie, but he double-< crossed she Delaware and got away with it which shows By THE NEXT TIME, You Tei A LIE I'LL SPANK Yoy ! SHE TOLD HER TEACHER SHE HAD . | THE FLU so ‘ GET AWAY FROH COLLECTOR Iss AT THE DooR. HAS SHE BEEN 47ING AGAIN 2 THE NAUGHTY Gre! $ AST » TELL HIN WE CAN'T TeLG SEE HIN WE ARE VERY Slee Maurice Ketten SHANE ON HER! TELL HER THE STORY OF GEORGE.AND HIS LITTLE HATCHET HIN WE ARE 'N BED WITH THE The Jarr Family | By Roy L. McCardell opyriaht, 1920, by Tho Prem Publishing Co, (The New York Evening Worle ‘“ OW am I feeling?" repeated Jarr rejoined, “'m 1 ask why people Mrs, Jarr. “Oh, I'm feeling all|don't want her, as you ? She Mght, but I guess Mrs, Hickett/ talks just as silly, and she wears just knows I’m through with her.” as foolish hats and laces just as tight “You must have done a neat bit of onubbing this day,” remarked Mr Jarr, “you look so pleased.” “Oh, I didn't snub her; you simply) can't snub that woman; she has ne \s any other woman I know who has no time to attend anything excopt| other people's affairs.” “People do not want your friend! Mrs. Hickett because she shows she | pride;" replied Mrs. Jarr. wants to get in with them,” said Mrs, | “But you shouldn't have ‘hurt her! yar, coldly. “If I had known you toelings,” ventured Mr. Jarr; “YOU} would nave taken it to heart I might wouldn't like anybody to burt your} have borne with her for your sake!" fevlings."" “Didn't I tell you 1 hardly know| “Nobody ‘hurts my feelings butj her?" asked Mr. Jarr in surprise.! you,” sald Mrs, Jarr “She is a noisy and stupid old dame, “I never hurt your feelings,” replied}and if you've given her the gato"— Mr. Jarr, “I do not wish to say that} “Thank you tor the compliment,” ! you appear to be always on the look-| said Mrs, Jarr, “put I was very aice | to your friend Mrs. Hickett. I asked her to sit down In the parlor and I asked her to take off her hat and put it on the piano and I talked with ne out to get your felings hurt when I am talking % you: and yet, if I took ‘up the things you say to me, I'd have some cause to kick wbout being con- stantly affronted.” for an hour about Mrs. Stryver's “Who's saying anything to you?"| party.” asked Mrs, Jarr sharply, “And :f 1] “She wasn't invited to Mrs. Stryv- ever have said anything to you it was|er‘s party, I take it?” said Mr. Jarr. | Mrs, | and Hick- because 1 had a good reason to do so, But you have no right to criticise me; { do nothing to deserve it. I suppose you are going to say that I should be bosom friends with Mrs, Hickett: she's the kind of woman you like, but she's impossible, She's always try 1g to get with people who don’t want her.” , “You may be sure she was not, Stryver is a little moro sel that's why I didn’t want Mr: ett to be seen running here.” “Possibly your talking about Mra. Stryver’s party and other affairs where Mrs. Hickett wasn't invited, was a pleasant way of impressing upon her that you didn’t care for her “Holding no brief for the lady in ugwested Mr, Jarr, i question, whom I hardly know,” Mr.| “Well, I suppose every woman | <nows that much,” said Mrs, Jarr. “And when they call when you THE EVENING WORLD | haven’: called, and you take thei inte jthe parlor and receive them in state that’s a sign that you would ratne: they didn't come to see you?" asked Mr, Jarr, OUIJA EDITOR ASKS: When Will New York's Streets Be {j Free From Snow! “Why, yes,” said Mrs, Jarr. “But when it's a dame of *h lumpty-tum bune y in- formal. You say, ‘Come right ins ms aN Sod oe YOUR ye OU room and put your hat on the bed, and there's the powder, dear, your nos: |shiny,’ And now DO teil me wha’ is | suing on!’ “You've been Het said Mrs | Jarr. “But never now v | know all about everything, pleasc hang up your hat and stay and visit Send your answer to the Quijaja little! nwhtle, I'll give a look to . . see where your detectograph in- | Baitor, Evening World, etalled,”" siht ie Md | was. Herr Alte sent his son to Mount Vernon with the sword, and the [young man stayed nearby Mount Vernon for weeks before he could reach Mr. Washington. “Ho was never able to use the sword,” the attendant told me, “but If Washington Were Alive! By Sophie Irene Loeb Copynaht, 1940, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Byening World.) OME time ago, while at Mount S Vernon, I notjced a sword hung in @ case—a sword that was pre- sented to George Washington. There was a very dim scription on the} handle of the word, which had A not been espe- 4 cially noticed by | the attendants. After a little time, w deci phered the inscription, and asked the manager in charge What he knew about it, He stated that this sword sent to George Washington, while he was at Mount Vernon by a man in Prussia, Theophilus Alte. in- Semnie anne uaa le he were alive to-day, he would use it to good purpose,” he added: “He would follow the inscription to the letter.” Tho inscription, translated, says “Destroyer of Despotism, Defender of Liberty, Indomitable Man, Receive from my 60n's This sword, I beg of you.” Significant indeed was the sending of this sword, by this Prussian tc George Washington with which to fight despotism and defend liberty, as later events have proved. But more symbolic indeed would it be with such a sword in the hands of George Washington to-day with which to fight despotism and defend berty right in our very midst, hand The “Indomitable Man” would do some slashing with this sword, His hand would be steady and full of strength, for it would be gulded by his great cormmon sense, the common sense that |s so much needed for the common good. He would cut down the profit of | the profiteer and would place a limit on the amount the poorest man would look into the coffers ofg his country, where he would find that since his day it had grown—grown to be the richest in the world. He would use some of this gold in | should pay for the prime necessities | preventive measures to brighten the bal |lives of these helpless children and He would remind the present | pve them not charity but a chance. Powers-that-be, that in the olden . the olden | He would go into the industries and Himes, right here tn New York Clty! 110 ¢nctorien and atay the hand of the Colonial Fathers met as the Board | 0 " been too early made of Aldermen, and actually fixed the |Youth thal nas been tn eats would maximum price for meat and bread : hnd butter, and all such needful | 2ppreciate the importance of conserv~ things of everyday Jing the vigor of the young in build i ry's good. And then Washington would cut oft |!"& Strong for the country’s & These are only a few of the things the protection of his country fromthe th trad Hani" which ase for its bread {that the “indomitable Man” would do, ‘ for he believed in doing and not und butter from this country, and ; then seeks to destroy the pro-|dreaming, No matter how bopeless or liane aaale k {Mou he would go at it. vider and protector of his sustenance. | 4 It the task he w , Lodi : ‘And also in his search for the trea- | He would clean up the country be- son guilty he would find In the con-|cause he would cut out theory and aiadis f | preaching, for he learned that all gested a of the big cities, thou- | Pr mY EARLS sands of ttle children public | Progress comes in pro : charges and objects of charity | He would live up to his title~The And go in bis plain, direct way, he! Father of His Country Maxims of a Modern Maid Copyright, 1990, by The Pres Mubiishing ¢ [ is the brunette’s fute to spend her life By Marguerite Mooers Marshall The New York Evening World) patching up the heart tne blonds has broken. Tf the Two Great Parties really want t know the sentiment of the intelligent woman voter they bave only to read "Romeo and Juliet" until they come to Mercutio’s mighty line, "A plague 0’ borh your houses,” The straw hats worn by women should, at least, inspire the street Cleaners with happy thoughts of spring. While they are deporting the Anarchists and Bolshevists they ought not to forget the man who talks a woman with a cigar in one corner of his mouth, A headlined husband is charged with wanting a | €s ay he pleased and would enjoin him to settle At that rate polygamy would be considerably aw which would allow a man to have as many w $100,000 on each of them. scarcer than it is at present! If indeed the Father of His Country couldn't tell a lie he MALE ever so handicapped What an outlet to suppressed desires the ouija board offers the was the ONLY henpecked husband! If only he has the luck to die first he can come back and te Maria everything he thinks about her--and she can't do @ thing to hi Beware of the father who keeps children’s pictures on his desk. He probably roars like a wounded bull whenever he is asked to pay tor! dancing lessons or a new par of shoes. What is there about politics which maken every one @ bad caso of elephantiasis of the ego? mmersed in it develop smile, Justin Garret walked around tion-platform, And the men among his men us if he had been in crowd emptied their revolvers. ees a trance “Good-by!" Pendleton Pet. “Job's about done,” one of the fore-|'1¢ he don't treat you iat oe ee Glimp nses | men remarked. ‘The big boss has got send me word, and I'il etart pi 5 ” his yprain busy with another one al-| “Me, too!” Slim Burton aried. rea ou can tell It by the way he| I ||| Into New es Shops d 7 lepou't ever pak oa? crust the hams i mut Garret's brain was busy with hand.” Copyright, 1929, by The Prem Publishing Co. MOthing except Barbara Murphy. It 'Good-by!"" called George Scrim. (oe New Mork avening. Word.) [seemed that they had becn thrown! “You and Shorty run that business S the displays of spring styles) towether. They had met on the train) good, G mo i as she was coming to Dusty Bend.| “We'll do our best, ma'am!" become more saaonte ie S| Because he had found her lonesome| “And take good ane ut Jonas auite apparent that brilllant/and crying, and had befriended her,| You'll make good!” ‘ colors will dominate the dress of 1920. |cruel things had been suid and a part| ‘That's all very well to"—— Emerald green stands out promi-|of the town had turned against him} Stop itt" @urieked Barbara Mus ag the leading color and much |“ Well 48 against the girl. phy-Garret. eo eee ee ain how. | He had encouraged her, and she hud| ‘The train started Kast, toward jag blue is + One shop |s made a good fight and won, He wished | Broadway, ing separate skirts in both the blue!he had had a more active part in it. Some days later Barbara and her and green checked or striped in black,| “Why, I—I jove her Garret told husband #at in the cafe at the Rita hey say these were in demand | himself. ‘ariton, Pulghiar wea They are usually |, The, acknowledgment seemed -to| “Cee!” she said: I thought 34 a stupefy him for a few minutes, He|never want to see a grub-joint again worn with @ jacket in plain colored | gat down on a rock and looked across {ffter runnin’ that restaurant, But material, the valley, He put in a few minutes |the stuff sure tastes good here. Ain't wale thinking hard. And then he smiled,|!t great—to be back—and be mar White comtunacs w pminent in ond slapped his hand against his log, a Sai wits. 4 and got up to rugh to the head-| "It sure is, Bab." all the displays of & an rn wearing quarters building, “This can't aa true!" apparel, and advance fashions Indl-|" He was the old Garret again now, “But it is honey!” cate that this is @ forerunner of what) "The big bows has made up lds mind| “Great—great Gotham!” she gasped will be worn next summer. The} about whatever it wax that was The End, f roublin’ him,” the foreman com- gowns are often embroidered in vivid | [oun SEER colors, He drove the men with new en- = thuslasm, He shouted his orders, He Have you seen the new lingerie in| called for his horse, and he e an the shop windows along Hifth Ave-|and rode © the wind t nue? Entire sets made up of black |town. It Just time for the even ° |Chantilly lace and black silk net leat FORGO ROSS A NAN ABD oe tn The skirt sections have tiers of ruf-| Riding toward the town, Justin fles edged with silk fringe, which|Garret experienced a bit of fear. ||| h M uae J er} What reason had he to believe that f| n |ives body to the garments, Another) (Va rengon cok Mien OF Gout LL e 00 attractive set is of rosebud net over! they had been pale | B " flesh chiffon. There are insertions of; He recalled a thousand words and | y white lace and medalifions of batinte, | gestures, hundred incidents He 7 Jand black velvet bows with long | doubted no longer » pty hi, | Homer Eon Flint |Mowing ends, making up into very |ieon not to notice | Begins in Serial Form in The |duinty garments, ‘These flowered nets; Meanwhile, & ut fe | Evening World Next Monday. lure very popular now for undergar 1 of Dust Y ——— ee | ny the back door Juies Verne never dreamed a oe i { k. looking out acr | more daring fantasy than this story The new tailored blouses of waen| With blank unsecing eye | of the brilliant young inventor who i Hy 4 . For in spite of stopped the moon in ts orbit and fabrics to be worn with the spring she new iriends Shot a rocket through space 10 ex | suit and sport skirt have long sleeves, | was not always nepey. ; i plore ts airless towering mount- Jand there is a choice of hign or open| There was mrasthing u - in Ry ains, its abysmal gulfs, |neck finish, ‘These blouses are made tingerstand. that Bab couldn't quite | 1) "iiss the marvels of the wireless lup of organdy, volle, linen, batiste, y she had feit this more often telephone, the gant passenger crepe and swiss, and many of them un ndlinoss of her life in what was plane, the undersea cargo ship ail Jare quite suMciently elaborate with |to her 4 wildernes: Wife oD parity fs omer? | Tears trickled down Barbara's} || that nothing is impossible, filet lace and fin tings to weur| .J2te tho reaction wae Uesinnine: | This story carrtes vou into the for dready occasions She remembered whi st | || to-morrow of science, the day when must think of tr or} }) vou may spend vour Christmas A favorite dress trimminy are al wae t only one for whowe | holiday in an airtight hotel, perched knife pleated frills, The home dress-| opinion she 1, 8 wive the om the edge of a lunar crater. maker will find this a simple trim. restaurant back to Serim, she decided eee | mine to handle as there are specialty |and go away. She'd go to New Yor Begin This, Fa shops that make these pleatings at a|with its br lights and its crowds in Monday's E price per yerd. je noise, o'd hear the roar of the How “Bab” Tamed a Wild, Wild Wes Cope: 1918, by W. J. Watt and Compeor.s oF bgh dtodd CHAPTERS . oe, the ioral lal fe ene open nd M vi) fer ine Set Mies bane hue Mt virwally & 4 aguin, and ride in the subway Fourteenth Street— CHAPTER XV. (Con ) |¢6R-1 CANNOT Mra, Wilke®! gic voice was low and compelling. began, her I{ps trembilig. she yaised her head, not caring now | “You can \f you murder that | yiether there were tears in her eyes. | faixe pride of yours, It's all, And then she found that Justin Gar- ; 4 \vet waa down on his knees beside her, your own fault, remember, Great | set waa down on his knees four hundred! 1 ain't tryin’ to butt | 4! P ‘Bab! I—I love you, Bab! Ive [into your bum #octety circles. You'd |foved you for ages, it seems! An hour or so of that, and then: arbara Murphy broke her) iqint f the simp?” Barbara Mur- If you did, name ‘em, and I'll| phy said, cuddling pose to bis arms, a pitcher off their head! “What now, Bab’ “I've — bee borktok toe days!" “T thought it would be +: big town, and come ticks. But I've been homesick. I've just been crazy to look at old Broadway again. Gee! f could eat a chunk right out of the curb, I reckon. I've been wantin’ to You'll got the land, all right, for two thousand—eawh!” } “You are a hard woman!” “I'm nothin’ of the sort. I'm just a| woman that knows how to fight when another woman gets too fresh! You'd she confessed. better make up your mind mixhty| watch the crowds on the avenue, and quick! I'm busy to-day, and I ain't; get in the subway jam at Times {Square! I—1 love it, I guess. sot time to talk around the bush.” | Mrs, Wilkes stood up. Again the in-| effable sadness and woe were in her! face. Again she sighed. She looked out into tie blistered street, saw the crowd about the door of the Last Chance, It was the moment of ix-| nominy for Mrs. G. William Wilkes. “But” —Garret began. ‘And now, I've fallen for you—you big—big boob! Only IL don't mean you're a boob—unless for wantin’ to marry me. And now—if I marry you-I'll have to tle up in the stick: for life!" ‘Will it be worth LA — “You Just—bet it will ; ‘Well, Bab, I've got some news for I accept your terms,” she said. | you, if’ that's the way you feel about “Very well! You may have the it. I don't belong jn the sticks.” Huh? luncheon any time you please, And} |" 7 |1'll grant percussion for you to use tho | gy Kinga Sei ake homed bens strip in fmt of your house between | engineer of a big New York firm. I'm now aF@ she final deal, I'll tell tho; New York man myself, and honey, judge right away. But I'll withdraw | 0) dust a yy bit ern too, the permission any time I think thing#| «pve just ese pul bere finishing the ain't goin’ right—and you better re- ie dam, honey. he got a mighty member that!" © apartment up along the Drive. Mrs, Wilkes bowed her head in sub- | We're Woin’ home, Bab, juat as soon mission, and left the restaurant to go! “Oh!” she cried. “Can we get mar- down the strect and report to Cyrits {ried to-night?” . Welch. She let it be known that the|, “In the morning, Bab. And we'll bars were down, and then sho hurried |ta "tne wountyceeat oe Hay bees med home to be there when friends came get the license.” to extend thelr sympathy. They were iin “And ne ee ist se justice that fined : rry us not quick to come, en and give him a big fee." nd the restaurant?” CHAPTER XVL Make Scrim and Shorty Dodd a JOR the past fow days, J prevent of jt. They can get along Garret had found Sifter OOF ah ie eee ener and he good!" dam almost unendurable. ile '] guese—chav' lt be Ost,” she sald. great work was almost com- There was excitement in Dusty | pleted, for which he was glad, and he ener ere day when the nosn rain pulle in. | Bad genie Ried pl arp trom ttid "ES are gad Justin carpet AA BOA officers of the company that employed married lees than an hour befwre in (him. But Garret scarcely could com- the restaurant with ha the town pel his mind to attend to the dotatis pe pet’ on, And when the train Gr esnatmactien: stopped, almost ali the population was at the #tation. Two determined gen- | Always before him was the viston tlemen with six-guns forced the engi- jot Barbara Murphy, with her auburn neer and conductor to pause at Dusty j 2 i: nds few salauten at once. A does b ps, her flaghing through the oars and tothe observe: 4 ought to be glod I'd make such a} “But I'm just—a little roughneck!" deal!” “You're not, Bab! Can't you love > ey ‘ . "Suppove I do these things, How [ine 8, Uttle? “Won't you marry le, am I to know y sell me the prop-| He a for the answer, It came, erty afterward?” | tremulou: “Did you ever hear anybody say | “U'm 4 “just dyin’ to! she said,