The evening world. Newspaper, May 21, 1920, Page 33

a ”< ~ ‘ » ; \ As Kids They the eaid: “Josie, when you get to be MAY 21, 1920 Made Mud Pies Were Schoolmates and Sweethearts Separated, Left Russia for Careers . Both Win Fame in America—Meet Again After Fifteen Years and—Read On By Fay Stevenson. _— Copyright, 1920, by The Press Publishing Co. (The New York Evening World)— {ITLE Rosie Burstein and Josie Surafky were making mud pies in the back yard of @ little cottage in Bialystok, Russia, Suddenly Rosie's muddy little hands ceased to pat the soft brown earth and @ great big man what are you going to dot Tm going to be « singer when I get to be a big lady. I'm going fo have a white satin dress and a gold leaf crown and I'm going to come gut and make a bow and sing!” , “Oh, Im going to play a fidile,” Waid Josie as he kept right on mak- fing more pies, “anti I'm going to lead Gig bands!” Then Rosie and Josie went to school together and studied from the fame books. Sometimes Josie helped Rosie with her arithmetic and some- fimes Rosle helped Joste with his ‘compositions, but after the lessons ‘were prepared they always talked ‘Whout their dreams of the future. ‘The same was true when Rosie and @osie entered their teens and wen fo parties and dances together, At last the day came when the girl @nd doy friends said goodby to each other. Rosie went to Italy to study and Josie to Austria. Fifteen ‘years of hand study and building a career passed. Strange to say as much as Rosie and Josie enjoyed each others company as children they lost track of each other after they had set out to conquer the world. Art is art and each was thinking of ert alone. “1 Now Rosie and Josie are in New ‘York, one a noted soprano opera singer, the other a well known musical direc- tor. But it is only just recently that they discovered each other. Possibly ft is because Rosie Burstein is now Rosa Raisa and Josie Surafky is now Josiah Zuro. “Somehow I nevet associated the mame Rosie with Rosa,” laughed Mr. Yuro in his studio over the Rivoli at Seyenth Avenue and 49th Street as he talked of his childhod days as Rosa's playmate. “Of course I had heard Miss Rosa FR» sa sing, but little did I sus- pect she was Rosie, my neighbor- chum. ‘Then one day Campanini,sald, ‘Zuro, 1 want you to meet a woman from your own home town. You two ought to know each other.’ “Fven then my suspicions were not roused, and of course Mr. Campanini “There ts John Jones. He is a very bad man. He does the most dreadful things, mean and atingy man; and ‘yet ho seems to prosper while I, who have always tried to do g00d, seem to get the worst of it.” I happened to know the truth, and answe “Ah, but you don't know about John Jones. You are not aware perhaps of the trouble he has with his son or his daughter, or the nights he is awako worrying about this, that or the other ‘sing. He has ‘his prosperity, but he ous lost something nner and better —as his compensation. He has riches but ‘ay be very poor indeed" Bem e never seen it to fail that » somewhere somehow the law of com- pensation does work. There may be something psycho- logical about it in these days when everything seems to be “psycholog- © geal,” i «annot be explained. There is soqething about sending out good that begets good. It may be a wire- Jews telegraphy of spirit, It is not supermatural, because, as has been wiselv said, the supernatural ts only the ratural unexpiuined. ‘A good thought, a good deed, sent uit into space to reach some one, in returns in full measure. have always felt Uke this, that eft you do acts very much like a @ubber ball If you apnd it out with and js hardly huy 4 | Can You Beat It! Eves. fock Breving By Ma : DEAR SIR_ YouR LETTER HOT OF fe) ° ' DoYou MIN THE Door Ni 1 CAN'T MY MIN INTE D 1F 1 Loc ISS TYPE ¢ CONCENTRATE D WITH THOSE RRUPTIONS knew nothing of our childhood intima- cles, So one night after the perform- ance of ‘Aida’ I was introduced to Miss Raisa, But one look into those large dark eyes told me all. “Rosie!” I cried, “why, Rosie Bur- stien,” and she in turn gasped, "Torte, are YOU Zutro, the musical director I have heard so many times?” Although Miss Raisa and Mr, Zuro Are still in the earty thirties, in fact Miss Raisa is but twenty-nine, and both are unwed, both declare Cupid is not hiding behind the bush, “This is no Paul and Virginia ro- mance," laughed Miss Raisa in her suite at the Ansonia, “We grew up together as children and were quite devoted to each other. WE were Jewish, children and life was none too pleasant in Russia for us on that account. Neither of us could enter the conservatory at Moscow because of this fact. “When Mr. Campanin{ introduced us many memories of my home town arsoe. And then I learned that there is to be a benefit for the Jewish popu- Jation of Bialystok and I proposed that Mr. Zuro conduct and I sing. ‘This will be our first appearance to. gether after fifteen years of separa- tion and we have concluded that after all the world is not so large and dreams do come true.’”’ ' 00 YOU GEy YOUR CONDENGATION? Y= SOPUEE ONCUE Logs. sta Copyright, 1020, by The Pres FRIEND of mine, in speaking of A another person whom we know, sald: ing Co, (The New York Brening World). a smile it comes back in like ratio, So it is with evil, The injured one cannot see this readily. But he forgets that he has not lived all his life yet and does not know what may come: If you do good things and feel no pricks of conscience and have done your best, even thaugh returns may seem slow, yet who knows but that some day just around the corner the thing nearest to your heart's desire is look- ing for you?_~ The moment of fulfilment will make you realize the compensation ‘for your good deeds. Ah, yes, Gentle Reader, you can- not lose it—this law of ‘balancos— compensation. It works all the time. It-never fails, On the other hand, I know, as sure as.1 am alive, that the man who does evil, who thinks evil, eventually in some way receives evil in return, If you do not believe thie truth, look into every belief and every his- tory of the world. All these records of wisdom are re- plete with examples of the man whose sin forever finds him out. and eventually he wants to do the good thing—the right thing. And why? Because ho has learned that he gets nothing out of the other but sleepleasness and misery and dis+ approval of his fellow men, Also even if thero visible compensation, there is the great satisfaction that you have done good which, when all is suid and done, cannot be bought for money, In other words, you can buy almost everything else, but you cannot buy the feeling that you have done right. It is a compensation that has no figure. If you sacrifice it, no money can replace it—not to the end of time. Yes, you wet your comneneeion, it may no’ © apparent, or as swift as you would ‘have it, but it comes. * is no material, : MRS JOHN AND MRS GossiP —s Shortage of Domestic Help Makes Necessary Imperting Chinese & | > ; ok i WIDE WueLy PHOT. WING to the difficulty of obtaining nursemaids and domestic help in England, a lady in Kensington has imported hersfrom China, This photograph taken recently in Regents Park, shows a Chinese nurse- maid taking her charge out for its morning walk. Maia Maxims ofa Modern By Martuarite Moos Marchal Copyright, 19%, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening . World.) N there days of double divorce and remarr' ge the Eternal Triangle seems I to have spread into the Wternal Rectangle, “The more photographs 1 see of these week-end brides,” remarked a rude man the other day, “the less I wonder that their husbands are perfectly willing to put up with two bréakfasts a week at home.” Nothing is more cruel than the Jong, silent, “knowing” look exchanged by two women after the departure of the third who has made a fool of herself, About this time all the girls who fell in love with uniforms during the Great War are wondering why a $60 suit (worth $35) has eo changed him! . There is a certain pervasive and vitriolic brand of goodness which is responsible for more‘crimes than Satan himself ever committed The girl who yearns for a man who will “dominate” her usually marries a man who takes her pet dog to walk, The wise know that no man can dominate his fate—is not Fate feminine? It's about time for a certain 10 cent magazine to print the “Success Story of a Wall Street Messenger Boy—How I Got Away With $200,000 in Two Hours.” To fiee or not to fee—tht ts the question for the professional bach- ger i who falls in love. ‘The end of marriage ts the Meginning of wisdom. bi The OEP. BY ROY 56, ki Copyright, 1920, by The Press Publiviing Co, New York Evening World.) . JARR had dragged her hus- band to a May convention of women's clubs and, on their entrance, the Presidentess, needing votes, begun to make a big fuss over Mrs, Jarr, ignoriag Mr, Jarr who had no vote, witively, my dear,” said Mra, Josephine Blessington Blotch, the V’residentess, “positively, you MUST. come and sit with me on the dais!” “And she laid hands upon Mrs, Jarre to draw her to the rostrum Miss Badger, who led the oppost- tion clique in’ the elub, gave Mra. Jarr @ significant glance and mo- tioned her to come und sit by her in the swtond row of gilt chairs, where, with Miss Tucker, head of the Modern Mothers, and Mrs. Raddick of the Propaganda for Uncooked Food, all the votes of Nay” for everything Mrs, Blotch pposed were always registered, “A woman newspaper writer came forward at this juncture and asked Mrs. Jarr if she would be interviewed on “How to Offset the High Cost of Living |by Cheap Meat Cuts and a ‘irelead Cooker.” “Hut you know T would not care to discuss my private affairs,” re- plied Mr. Jarr. “What delicacy!” murmured sev- eral prominent club women nobody knew, but who edged toward the newspaper writer that they might give their names as among those . present. All business or quarrelling, which was generally the business in the club meeting, had come to @ stand- still, But Mfxs. Blessington Blotch stood smiling by the speaker's table with her dainty ivory gavel in her hand Meanwhile a very old young wom- an with a shrf! volee bad dragged Mr. Jarr from the protection of his wife and, pulling a notebook and a pencil upon him, had demanded that he set aside the following Saturday night to be the guest of honor at the famous Dewdad Dining Club, “Lam the President of the Dewdad Dining Club,” #aid the very old young woman or very young old woman, “You will make the acquaintance here of the most wonderful people— Unrecognized, Braing Unre- the guest of honor gets his dinner for nothing. You can talk to us for twenty minutes on ‘How To Be Happy h a Week-End Wife.’ But don't speak longer than twenty minutes. “It's the most delightful club tn New York and the dinner is given at the dear old Fried Cat Restaurant, dinner tickets two-twenty, b. 0. 0, b. which means ‘bring out own booze. Ite @ g00d dinner at the Fried Cat, t i You can eat everything but the fish. “T ! ‘What is the guest of honor—oh, yes, richest man in America. I remember he Is a b-0-0-h!" MAY 21, 1920 Shackled Hands, Feet, Brain by Dollars, Marshall Field Hil. ‘Becomes the World’s Richest Prisoner. + | What Incentive Will He Have? urice Kett By Marguerite Mooers Marshall. , Copyright, 1920, ty The Press Publishing Oo. (The New York Evening World), oner. His name is Capt. Marshall Field 34, Just now he is suing in the Chi- cago courts for a revision of the will of his grandfather, Marshall Field, the great merchant. But even if the fo are millions of Poor pris- plishment ie. left this: young, men $8 What can he do with his life? 7 But there te ene RICH pris- Obviously, there te no. point 1 id career of usual young Ameri chase, in the course of work is accomplished. 4 Suppose he wishes to achieve e oners in the world. the middie twentie: adopting the usual ne much of this co in. one of the arte, But great MARSHALL FIELD, IL ¢ Will ts unchanged, Capt. Bield is the world's richest prisoner—bound hand, foot and brain by provivions which, somethi fronical as jt seems, were written by and for wh Capt. Field be an old man who wished “to protect sty? Suppos® he w! to be hig grandsons from leading uséleas’ plorer or an “Inventor, to add lives of luxury and idleness’ and’ to i give them "the opportunity of becom- ing men among men, despite the ha dicap of great wealth.” The chain which tethers one of Capt. Field’s hands is the $500,000 in- come he will receive when he 1s thirty, Another hand is bound fast by the bequest of $1,200,000 income coming to the young man at thirty- five, Of one foot is the weight, heavy as an tron ball, of $1,800,000 income due him on his fortieth birth- day under the ‘will, and an eyen heavier weight is attached to the other foot, for at forty-five Field's annual income will be $3, 000. Finally, his brain must be held rigid by the’ knowledge that nt fifty he will receive automatically his grandfather's entire property, total- ling $170,000,000, and making him— Rockefeller—the painting, sculpture, is the b of the “artist's imtense ing, of close grips wi! con: him for. toys, would risk maiming In the Polar Regions—or im the eclentist’s laboratory? There is just one career for Capt, Murshal! Field 3d—the career of ag original, @ constructive, a ~ nificent philanthropist. He co: the hous! pg yrenics out of the tene- ments, an je tenements out of cities, by oreatine eome mai millionaire's extension of the den city" idea. | He could give two weeks every summer, at the shore or on the farm, to nd girt in New York or Ohi Hi but there's no limit to the ties in those millions, No. philanthro- pl* ever has shown real imagination. Is Capt. Marshall Field 3d ge) ee one } of his Great Chance—the opening out of the prison of gold that holds him? America wonders. fy to naid. Mr, Jare firmly. excepting John’ D. ee What possible incentive to accom- HAVE “HAPPY HAIR! With Glowing Radian, f Clones , i | MN Wi HENNA SHAMPOO works wonders with any shade of hair without changing the color. Your hair will glow and gleam with re-awakened attractiveness and enjoy new life, health and beauty. Why envy beautiful hair when you can have it with so little effort? 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