The evening world. Newspaper, May 29, 1920, Page 9

‘SATURDAY, MAY 29, 1920 = Lazy Man! Here’s Your Chance; {= Land Without Work or Taxes--- . Clothes and Meat Are Free © [WHERE EVERY DAY IS A HOLIDAY | Prof, Bryan Tells About the Joys of Easter Island— Everybody Loafs All Day and Dances Every Night. By Marguerite Mooers Marshali Coppright, 1990, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New Yosk Evening World). HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO LIVE WHERE rrr RAR ARRAN There is no housing problem— 2 There is: Free moat— che aaeaae Free fruits and yvegetables— No H. C. of L.— Free sug No strikes— Free clothes— Free lodging— No coal shortage— Perpetual June— N happy marriages— .$ THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRLS IN THE WORLD. ¥Q SRORIAETION— A party every night in tho NO HARD WORK? week! There TS such a happy land, far, far away—as the old hymn remarks— and the name of it is Easter Island, 2,000 miles off the coast of Chili, the Prof, Bryan, since he is a professor and it really. wouldn't do—neverthe- less, I am credibly informed that Polynesian women are the most beau- tiful in the world! property of that country, but in- “Life on Easter Island is a perpet- haited chiefly by Polynesian Kan- pe holi : mmeee up ae Basen: akas, It might be the original of (°°) Pat ah A AL. legge to have anything alcoholic to drink, Tennyson's Land of the Lotus, “where put they can make it out of sweet it was always afternoon.” [ heard potatoes if necessary, and, with HH about it yesterday from Prof, Will- 8chooners putting in constantly, it - ¥ ; isn't often necessary. ‘The stuff is jam Alanson Bryan, who holds the chair of zoology and geology in the University of Hawail, and who is tn New York after a year spent in ex ploring lands and seas gouth of the equator “I might sum up the genera! effi- ciency of the inhabitants of Easier Island," remarked the professor, comparing them to city boys about 12 years of age turned loose in the country—what little work they do is play to them, and all the rest of the time is holiday. “The people are Polynegian Kana- kas, and are wards of the Chilian Government. They pay no taxes, and @ large part of Baster Island was leased to an Englishman for a sheep ranch, with the understanding that he would keep the natives supplied with fresh meat, lend them farm ant. mals for cultivating their little gar- den patches, and give them a little work every year, “The work comes during the annual round-up of the sheep and lasts not more than two or threo weeks. An ample weekly ration of fresh mution is handed out to the natives, Each may have his garden patch, where men and women do what little is necessary for cultivating vegetables in the fertile volcanic soi Many years ago fig trees were planted on the island by missionaries and the trees have spread to such an extent that one of the commonest sights is that of a native riding along and reaching up every now and then— when his mouth is empty—to pull a ripe fig from the tree under which he ts. There are also plenty of ban- @nas and yams—the latter a kind of aweet potato, Fish are very plent'cul and @ few natives going out in a boat zan catch enough Ash for the entire. passed from hand to hand, and there is a general jamboree. Besides, there ts at least one dance and feast every evening-—-somebody is ulways having birthday to celebrate. To the music of accordions—about which they are crazy—they dance the houla-houla.’ In the words of the immortal A. E. F,, let's GO! oe € i ourtsaip and Marriage by Betty Vincent 66TY\EAR Miss Vincent: | am i eld and known a@ young man for three years who is one year my senior, but have been going steady with him only nine months. He dr well, takes me out to show brings me candy, flowers, @o, every thing a girl would want. He ha often told me of his love fer me, but he says it will be at least two s before we can get Now, Miss Vincent, | love this man very, very much and my parents like him too, but between a Catholic ma Methodist, What do 2 ANXIOUS M, K" ‘This 4s a question which I am afraid you will have to settle between your- selves and your own families. We are living in a very broad age where I believe all religions have great re- spect for each other but of course your marriage ig such a personal matter that in a case like that you will have to consult your parents, your pastor and his priest. ny community in a very short time. “The climate is perpetual June, so r My girl there is no worry about heating ar dis very nice and many of girls and boys around our rangements, Some forty years ago a renee dtie bon ehtp carrying Jumber broke up near the shore, and enough wood flouted in for each mative to build himself a litte house which didn’t cost him a cont, Formerly the people wore few clothes, but now they are, crazy about 4 them—eagpecially shoes, neckties and handkerchiefs, “Formerly, marriages were ar rangements based on mutual liking She had Hi miserably and | would ve you advise me what I her to make her fee! happy and that only. When either one of Ay ua happy pair stopped liking the n ., pe ather he—or she moved out, Now ‘A DEVOTED FRIEND, they are mayried as regularly as you _ ‘Tell her to brace up and be a little or I, but Polyanna. The best way to do is to “It doesn’t ‘takd’?" I suggested, as esitated. Prof. Bryan b: “iaeaadiy he emiled, “Thore are no formal diyorwes, but the marriages Jast only a8 long as they are yy." Also, I have it op the best of au- 9h grucan pay. wbsolutely ‘lack balling.” 0 attention to such If whe really takes it seriously people will think there may be some truth in it all. If the young hee Cage aah Me ail hapoy “he wit 90d Mise Primm, senee Wad Bnd Raw imiezenie You Beat ROM A TEN YEARS TRIP », WASN HE A LADY KILLER > 1920, oe Ry a Viteaing World.) Larlo Pigs: HR ADONIS. HIMSELF f . QU LITT CHE OT A siren LL THE WERE CRA ABOUT AIM ! Coprright, 1920, by The Prem Publising Co. (‘Sho New York Byaning Word) 66] SEE by the papers,” said Pop- ple, the Shipping Clerk, “that they're going to tax old maids in France.” “Tt ain't fair” came from Bobbie,” the Office Boy. “Old maidacan’t help it, cam they, Miss Primm?" Miss Primm, Private Secretary to the boss, turned on him fiercely. “Why do you ask me?” she de- manded. “Are you insinuating? Am I being insuited?” “Just @ moment, now!” gaid Spooner, the mild |ittle Bookkeeper. “Bobbie wouldn't meult anybody, Let's keep our tempers this morning and see if we cannet make the day a Pleasant one.” “But I'm no old maid,” persisted Miss Primm. “I'll have you ell know T'm not thirty.” “You bet yot're not,” murmured Bobbie. “and what does thet mean—another insult?” “Am, for goodness sake!” came from Misa Tillie, the blonde Stenog- vapher, “Why get mad? If anybody wants to know my age there's no seoret about it. I'm just nineteen.” "You don't look ét," chuckled Bob- bie. Mins Tillie faced bim very angry “Say, what d’'ye mean by that?” she demanded Aw, for goodness sake! said Bobbie. Well, I do declare!" chuckled Mins Primm, grinning. “So it’s funny, eh?" sald the blonde, addressing the Private Secretary “Well, lemme tell you something—I revealed my age ang you didn't. You wouldn't dare.” “L don't mind telling my age," re plied Miss Primm “I didn't kaow anybody was interested in it. How ever, | was twenty-nine on my las binthday.”” “When did you stop having bircn days?” asked Bobbie “Now laugh!" gaid Migs Tillie. “L have pe eccasion tor merriggest,” ‘Wrarfoety Why get madness te: 44 a Pend ng ae I ee got even with him for al] he's done to me.” Here ghe tamed @md faced Bobbie “Look here, young man!” she said, “give me wack that copy of ‘Little Women’ I loaned you to read yester day. Do you hear me? Give jt back Bobbie, looking solemn, took the ‘book from his desk, ‘Here it is,” he said. He opened the front cover and smiled. “Oh, look here,” he suid. “Listen!” And them he read: “Given to Minnie Primm on her fifteenth birthday by her leving Aunt Billie, May 22, 1890." “Hand me that book!” demanded Miss Primm. fiercely. Hebbie obeyed “Fifteen and ten makes twenty-five and twenty makes"—- Miss Tillie wie wate. fee “Just a minute!” snapped Mins Primm. ‘This book belongs to my cousin Minnje.” “Minnie-ha-ha!" chuckled Bobbie, as he disoreetly made an exit just in time to miss a blow on the head from “Litthe Women,” | HE mode! seen at the left de of black straw, covered with os- re trich feathers, naturel eoloy, ‘The bob at the righ! le of veh He © Metal Two Contrasting French Chapeaux Ph Sills Qld ns hae Copyright, 1020, by The Preas Publishing Co, (‘The New York Brening World) slater. 0 only lives from one Memorial Day to another. And in the meantin she lives on moro” Her chudren are the saddest im the world hardly dare to laugh out loud. “Their mother always reminds them of the death of thelr father and their One Cannot Forget Those That Are Gone, but We Should Try to Make the Memories Pleasant Ones, By Sophie Irene Loeb oO the outekirts of @ amwall vil- grave. “It iw full of good things that came nave made. When 1 have finis tage I came by # cemetery. | with John's grave I am going to my saw an old woman there. 8h other son and bring him this bit of wes planting vome flowers on agrave. cheer from hia old mother." { talked with this woman. Tt wes good he eri hy She je yd of the many who will not recognize de- The grave was that of her son Whe reat” she believes in decorating the had heen “over thore.” He had re- jives of the living as well as the graves turned a wreck of himself and it was of the dead. not long until he “went west.” She said; “What is the use of mourn- The woman did not weep. She ing? You only make these about you said to me: “Of course these things suffer alt the more. I learned this les- must geome. It nearly broke me Up, son well,’ she continued, “from my because 1 Had a double parting. [| own parted with him when he went to“ war and again when be returned to his Maker, It was doubly hard. “But there were the others. I am just going to them. Here ts a bas- ket.” She pointed to one beside the They * little begther, ‘They pever escape it. For days before ration Day these children are wing to deco rate the graves. the sad little souls reflect the sorrow that is theirs. “Lt resolved that my family should not be lke this, ¥ ould pot change my sister, but I could eonduct myse!f so as to bring aa little misery upon others a# possible, “I cannot forget the ones *hat are gone, but I try to make the memories pleasant ones y all bring flowers to the grave, but not in tears. They expect the inevitable and try to keep in mind the beautiful things, the happy things that they remember of thone who have departed.” It seems to me finest way to keep Decoration Day Th living neq the flowers more the dead, amd it ia just as im ant to remember the live people Decoration Day as those who have that this is the 1 make it @ rule,” continued the good woman “not only to bring something of good eliger to my loved ones on Decoration Day, but I try to make,as many vielte ag I can to my sood friends whe have been be- paved "1 tell them fi * of the most sacred ties in the world, t fg a RE I or of noon uarenaes | smevagaatnanesthuasesthtteas SERED a “Why Not Divorce :Parti Same as Engagement Ones?” Says Rosina Hageman “I Had Nine Happy and Four Cruel Years—-We Drank My Ex-Husband’s Health—Now I Am Happy,” By Fay Stevenson Copstlsht, 1990, by The Preis Co, (The New York Brening ‘6 HY¥ shuld \4 woman go into mourning when she réovives W diverce papers? Why should she act Mke a muuch Bereaved ‘Widow when in reality it Is the happigst moment of her life? Why SHOULDN'T she rejoice, be excendingly giad and give a bia party in celebration of her good fortune?” All these whys and wherefores were asked by Mrs. Rosine upon receiving her final decree just a few days her husband Richard Hageman, one of the mysicgl ropolitan Opera Company, he had remarried her Joy for her freedom by giving # party to twenty saver Sond. “Don't think that 1 am Mighty or E flippant,” Mra, Hageman told me in ( Dreak away from the conditions her apartment at No, 308 West §¢th that made them unhappy a6 man and Strest. “1 don't mean to make light of Wife. i married life or insinuate that E thing = "My. part tp rajoice over my divorce a joke, I think marriage is one freedom, to batter Tour years of suffering. We woman divorces Ler iL in5°it : gies and I @@ not belieye any truly feminine woman wishes such @ condition, tut it certain unpleasant conditions do arise, if she finds that divorce is the only way out, THEN I believe in her look- ing at it in the right light in openly rejoicing, “phat is why 1 gave my party the other pight, My twenty-seven guests were all actresses, muysicigns and ar- sts who had known happy days in our home when my husband and I were Lappy together. I gave the party to let them knew that I oould be happy ning without him, not in a spirit of jealousy We were both ba! ed. oy cattiahness, but in the spirit of a 9 wit | wea Ret Bae: Fae rach os I had loved my those last four years of our married T had suf- womun who reelives (hat she has come to a tuning point in her life, who realizes that her matrimonial blise is over with the man she loved, whe ment- ‘ses sual they cannot go on together and rejoices that she has the strengta life hi ered oanre my party an "Why shouldn't Yaree parties just engagement parties?" The gary, Copprisht, 1098, by The Prose Publigging Co. (‘The Sow t Sahl ns ee 66 PTS go out and get @ bite” Nye replied me Qoeemnenert we . hi no servant girl.” pede pane igh ne the “Ah, the a why wi “ oad mrad leave home)" said Mr, Jers. “Well, j ‘1 don't beHeve in esting @ big how are you getting on With the luncheon,” said Jenkins. housework?” Mr. Jenkins groaned. “I'm afraid “What the matter? Are you ,, wit broke” asked Mr. Jarr. "Wheneter night. Tou oushe ee ia [ hea e man talking that way T know | “What did you do to itt" t Sire Jarr. ' he bagn't much meney.” Well, you see,” satd Jenkins, “my wife's away and I'm getting my own 1 aule—keeping bachelors hall.” “You should be hungry fer somp- thing real to eat, then,” sald Mr, Jarr, “It you aye doing your own cooking, I can tell you what you had for breakfast.” “What did I have?” “You had bacon and eggs,” said Mr. Jarr, “and you had bacon amd eggs for supper the night before, and you'll have bacon and eggs to-night, ‘That's ail a man knows how to handie. Didn't your wife leave the servant git to. look after you?” “Do I know how to make beds?’ asked Mr. Jenkins in self. justification, “Did I take is plain cooking and sewing’ Dia 7 big general housework? No, n't! “So you sept in @ different the house every night the Youth nad away ” Mr. Jenkins a. “And you forgot to water the and you lett the eqewe it rained so hard, an daa! " we sereens and the Neuse x, ‘Who told you?" asked Jenking. F “I've been there many a time,” red plied Mr, Jarr. “Well, we have tramps out In East we Mr. Jen¢ sisins oc! the fron! door and samebody got in our silver wedding gifts and clothes we had’ aible.” Is that atl?" asked Mr. Jarr.’ Was there ever any finer philosophy 0," said Jenicins, “You kpow ’ than this? the dishes accumulate, arg I thou Was there ever any better philan- it would be # good plan this my varopy to wash them all together by turn) Surely the bose on them, but it ‘ado we and the milkman called for hia bil tion Day in the very best way pos will leave the as lived. this women eter that ahe She is against (the fuyeral faco. 1 forgot to turn off the howe while We t live and go on no matter was talking to him, and the water ai who has died,” she said, “Phis does ran in the dining room and into the not mean lack of reverence, But it parlor and carried @ lot of dirt with it does mean ® tneasure of respect aud T was always in a hurry to eateh # train and didn't clean up, and now # afraid to Pert to-night. The how is sure a @ghtt” “And you want me to take lunch?” agked Mr. Jarr. Well, it would be a said Jenkins. “No,” Vion for those who are left the line of jife—aotivity with all that it implies I wish that tho example of this other could be ciroylated inte the rip “ many @ one who forever tives ip t it is ht dk you te”