The evening world. Newspaper, January 3, 1921, Page 21

MONDAY, JANUARY 3, 1921 will bring many notable articles on thie pags. Ond of the first will be, “Gestures as an Index to Character.” Don't miss it. : “Ole Bill” Saw in New York Shoes, Nearly Run Over, and Profiteered for a Steak, Yet Always PLACID.” “P’ve Not Found’ One Who Is Old Our Men—fnough or Rich Enough to Retire.” r i l A SECRET! DON'T MENTION IT! BRUCE BAIRNSFATHER HAS ‘ CONFESSED AND ILLUSTRATED IT EXCLUSIVELY FOR READERS | OF THE EVENING WORLD. Fi ao $ nts By Fay Stevenson. S : ‘ i. 2201, fy ae Frew waitanne.ce, COOKING HELPS. nonsvonthe fans HBPN ‘boiling potatoes aa you hicve wend haifa’ teaspoonful o nen sugar together with the n I popped $ usual salt. not. give a atthes, thi clever sweet taste te potat but of “The 3 will improve thelr flavor nT met.hin Wien baking mine apple Hotelon the eve 8 pies moisten the edges the ff bis d-purture for his native land $ tower crust before putting on the fter a tour of Canada and the 3 top crust to make the two crusts Inited States stiok firmly together the (fer you must _ or young MAN WAS § Dont worry about the h paUee Ie of MS 3 of cream. Instead, take the Bae : hand- 1 cup of su) th . ie te antil stiff’ an. 2 SOPr ee ON Lane eae this substitute quite as de- Batest derbies, But it is hig eyes, his ous as whipped cfeam, black, keen, merry, sparkling wyes has demand your astentinn, Cold water will pest draw out tole: Just’ wurating: with: mirth § ho aloes of a:fishi hence use old Paow," I told myself as I looked ner ¥en in making a chowder, Fyously to eee if I'd lost a spat, put $ CHINN rn nnn ann nnn any gloves on inside out or been read- ae eareet down when he fing my paper upsid tice and saw nally 1 concluded & woman daneins rather pr. one of the loadin, I jus . ad & but ker slipp ta number two, IJ look but I saw—placidness, saw 4 Woman tuying beefsteak, She woman, 8 were olc saw anything anywhere you why conserv- the The butcher bawled out the dress shabby, her gloves out at New Yorker ed at her face. 1 saw aunts d and luoked at dropped his sp m = ell, what's funny at over # chair, lighted a bout the New Yc ust this—that in all New York I Lave not found a man w hor rich enough to r p and gr ane he jolliest (hing Ch in’thia little % ack at th WELL, what In said he. “Pechaps frengied nny about them? finance creates feminine placidness.” robubly because I'm a “Now since you have id New y views won't count mui Yorkers a tremendous compliment fexsed Bairnsfather, but I sdmitting the men ney et old and him by promptly adding; are always Indust Your opinions have gone up 60 en the toonist, “L have ty of farm land in Buckinghamshire. 1 am crazy ubout poultry ang country life. A city IW a pluce to get mater|al “{ aw a woman almost killed, a but the country isa place to work." track just grazed and minied her 30, sitll he's going bome to I by @Wraction of an inch, Some placid, Amer women. Kling with merrir how do they do iL? : He lighted @ second cigarette and mounted the arm of his chair, By Joy Funniest Things Creator of {tinue coldly to furnish forth thing which has made me laug haps that is why New a and key essing at the women are so placid,” 1 susgested men,” 1s Hairnsfather flashed me, a reapon- it,” I sive ylan of ec very one 8 more truth than poetry “well the funniest thing to stri me abc York we a thelr ty placid expressions und most fh In sparkling eyes looked merrier city [ than ever who didn't “Comparing American flappers with and a8 Engllvh is Hke comparing New York upon a te n Chicago, nied Balrnsfather it's rippin, he slipped from his chal to ‘But why sald J. “What's grant my ‘request that he make a ny ibout } Jacks 2 sketch of himself for Evening World i must rus adorns, ‘ , Auckd wher Then 43 ho handed the still wef ne Is da n slippers two! sizes y to me and my eyes caught 1 when one lears the going & to my poultry teak, placld when one sald, “but surely you're iny in New York? qiteried nstather, his eyes twin laughed the boyish cu hundred acres ten EVERY Lame Dog or Duck} Can You Has a Chance Napoleon, Our Wo m en—-l've Seen Them Dance in Tight PHYSICAL HANDICAPS DIDN’T STOP :— Caesar, Nelson, - Alexander, Alfred the Great, | Mi ton,’-Voltaire, Pasteur. Whatever Your Disablement, History Provides a '__ Parallel Debility Transmuted Into Strength. ARGUERITE MOOERS MARS/MALLI OVE is a victory over the cyni- iy cal truth of things—a victory which does not long endure, ‘The average man by this time has disposed of his gift neckties and gift cigars, while his wife has disposed of his Christmas gift from the firm. Now that we are living under strict Prohibition, of course nobody has to make a New Year's resolu- tion to keep off the stuff! The writing of love letters is a lost art, we are told—yet they con- the heart-baim suits, A man, loving one woman, cleaves to another and calls it “loyalty”—so it is, I suppose, when it is not fear of scandal, dread of losing his Job, anguished realization that, after the divorce, he must find another flat. For yearns the doctors berated women for wearing a corset—and now the professional moralists scold them for taking tt off. One trouble with friendship be- tween & man and woman is that, as soon as either falls in love, the friend will be sacrificed or “used” remorselessly to further the happi- { ness of the beloved. In talking with a woman every man follows the line of least re- sistance—and that’s to talk about himself. In novels “that faint, tntoxicating fragrance” clings to the heroine; but in real Mfe—especially since Prohl- bition—it hovers about the lucky man whose friends clamor to know where he gets It. Yes, Doris, the modern girl's prep- arations for the eonquest of the male may be described as “vamping She’s the Pride of the Zone. wees Sores HENME TTA Wii sore Eleven-year-old Henrietta Wilson of Balboa, Canal Zone, is regarded as the Mary Pickford, Pavlowa Anna Howard Shaw of Panama, She is an accomplished actress, an ex pert dancer and a skilled orator. She recently detivered addreeses of wel- By Marguerite Dean. Conrrittn Ne Yor hcne Wane OM RE you, ill? At least, are you something less than the picture of phyal- cal vigor? Do you have headaches, backaches, Uefective eyesigh = lepsy, tuberculosis tendencies,” gout? Would you be what’ the insurance Companies designate as “a poor risk,” wy the army authorities call “un- Then “there is hope" for you—hope that you are nothing less than a genius in the making—a great soldier, statesman, poet, novelist or eaint. No physical disablement is a bar- rier to achievement. This ls the glori- ous fact which illustrious men and women have proved beyond the pos- sibility of dizpute. To cripple and hunchback, to blind, deaf and dumb, to those chained ‘to “a matrress- grave,” and to those who have been mentally unbalanced, they have be- queathed this precious legacy of Hope,” Hero js the reassuring message of Mrs. Leo Everett, whose remarkable. little book, “The Privilege of Pain,” has just been brought out by Smail, Maynard & Co., "to prove to all in- yalids, but mere especially to those living victifs of the great war,” that physical @wbnormality may open, and not close, the “paths of glory. The press agents, of health are many, and never fail to procure a hearing. Mrs. Everett, however, has constituted herself the press agent of the casualty ward of gentue—and leaves us wondering if indeed any genius ever existed outside it. “The Privilege of Pain” is a bit depressing to thuse of us who never have to pay & doctor's bill, yet who have not given up all hope of the laurel. How. ever, the rest of humanity—and that's at least nine-tenths of it—will be cheered and encouraged: to learn of the fame won in the past by lame dogs and ducks, p “Alexander the Great,” she writes, ‘was an epileptic. So also was Julius Caesar, | Alfred, 80. justly called ‘the Great,’ was stricken in hig byentinth Rand by a mysterious dis- ease which caused him inten: a wha trom which h ahee ward free, if © was never after- Napoleon was an eptiep- d Nelson, at the height sney, hed lost an arm and un eye and was sick every time he Went to sea or whenever the weather was exceptionally rough.” “Great wits are fort eee fo madness — lot only to mad- ness, but to many other painful and serious maladies, according to the Foster of diseased Uterary geniuses cited by our author, Here is only a near allie part of it: Cervantes “had completet: hat. ered health when he finally eat etn to create his immortal ‘Dor B” When Fielding wrote “Tom sone te had for years been a martyr to gout whd other disea: Sir Walter Scott was lume from childhood and two of his novels “were dictated to amanu- enses through fita of suffertity so ucute that he could not suppress cries ‘The great Roman blind; Keats auffered from consumptio: Mrs. Browning was a chronic invalid. Moliere ts the greatest name in French Kiterature. When he emerges from obscurity we find him already sub- Ject to attacks of glness and forced to Umit himseif to a milk diet. Hein rich Heine, another immortal, spent t years of his agitated, struggling on what he called ‘i mattress grave, lth was ex Rousseau's hi erable, and, like Volta: of him that ‘he * Hobert Lou it was sald orn dying.” son's struggles against tubs are within the memory of our Among piiys dicapped statesmen are Queen lizabeth's secre’ of State, “de- formed and sickly;" the two Pitts, t and the younger, both suffere: ditary gout, and Talleyrand, life” in carly childhood. notey Mrs. Everett, rt to fits of apoplexy and # that some of his moat unit discoveriag were made im- mediately after such attacks, Dar- win, from the age of thirty, was a great suffe udeau; who the cure of naclt consump- Musicians apparently ure an espe clully unhealthy lot, Meethoven was deaf, Mozart wa delic and suh- jeat fevers, Sehu wus barely and*walked with a ling sult; his eyesight votive that he slept in his suffered from diges- So also een lid his fe. N in was very frall and dell cate. Pagunini, the most extraordl- iniwt the world ever red from phthisis of the constantly IL 1 of the tinually ailing steam engine, w until he approac! Truly, us Mra, t mys, vad t seem to realize : pereent- 5 jen and wom: physically handloapped.” points the moral of her in- valid roll of honor as follows: n no longer plead our infirmities as an excuse for our weakness, our sterility or failure, For whatever Lay 4 our dij it ind in ne Humor? Gus os te same tee Wee about New York, on this page soon, OVE A enae FASTER NEXT TIME bt. 1021, by the Prewe Publishing Go (Bie New York Rvening W OPTLY, quietly, reverently I stole S into her room. She was sleep- ings Not a line was in her face. Any minute I thought she would waken and greet me, with that sweet emile that was always hers; with BY ROY L.M<ecARDELL Comrriaht. 1921.: by the Press Publishing Ca (thie New York Brening Worth e ‘U might try in the New Year that glow of gladness that rarely left to ie neater,” suggested Mra. her with the chime of cheer ° Jarr, ag she took a damp that one always felt in her presence, cloth and wiped @ spot on Mr, Jarr’s fut she did not waken from her coat, “I never saw a man #o care- peaceful slumbor and J gtolé away less of his clothes ag you are!" with & whispered “nu revoir” For no “Oh, let it alone, honey,” remarked «me could say goodby thls Httle Mr, Jarr uneasily, for he saw « woman whom { have known for many damp cloth having litt! on the stain, “I'll have t was years, and of whom I can speak 60 understantiingly, the corner take out that spot 7 And I must speak bi it is T suppos "L count,” witid Mra, _ ou coun good beyond all measur y r with a sig You'd r * and ine to know of these rare beings me wanting you, to look neat You wouldn't put on your dress suit who leave “footprints on the sands of when we dined at Clara Mudridge- tino," Smith's the other night—that's whe aia Roe Aaa aeruteel! forne you got the stain—and Ciara's hus- il otpnr Stee maninite nd wore his dinner jacket.” Well, the stain would have been marching on! ‘The fine spirit of ber on my dress coat then, wouldn't it?” ix wiive in many, many places, keeps Rs inthe te yey At this: very moment many poor "Who can keep your clu nor = er der?” Mra, Jarre retorted, 1 him too!” erled Mrs, Jarr, "You change your clothes until 4 er told me about it, but maybe ght, You were always that way} that's where your money Koes. No your own mother told me She v jer To am kept #0 short Why d me herself that you were mor Ne you We un y and trouble to hi that w than all her other children put wether.” “L cant help it if ( haven't the hab its of a haberdash r bullenly, o forget “I won't torget Jarr. “But t will your mother f ” always making remarks tome 1 ii aver mind him -aealt that. Does she think I can keep you 4.0" 5 omily But dor neat when she couldn't? And what 7)". 18 Wout beathar (apt © your mother doesn’t think to my [U' ae Te eae about me your squint-eyed siste does.” (Mr. Jarr had no squint-oyed lave no more sister, but he took up the challenge. Ti iia wh a he My sister |s all right,” he said. me ‘She'a the best natured «ir! in the ow Ay & wanted world, but as we haven't heard frour you ( be a baberdasher,” remarked them—exe for their Christmas Mrs. Jar And ma for mak gifte—in months, you might leave my @ fuss about 4 grease spot family alon coat, it isn’t a grease spot, it was “They leave mo alon: h juat some water you spilled on your replied) Mrs. Jarr. hetr velit, And ag for losing $20 1 Christmas gifts, I didn’t want them. mer on my brother ¢ And they wouldn't have senpane any- houldn’'t be thing I hadn't sent them some- you jworge angry He #ent mo a hundred dol- OPHIE THAT By [ENE NEVER FAILE LOEB: little children are hugging close the day for such a person, often a worker gifts she sent them jum a few duys’ within her husband's precincts, Most ago, and many a mother has her arm Of the time she only knew euch a one around her little one, She ls whisper- by name. But there, she was, always ing to the child: on the side of kindness, to give the “You remember the lovely lady that Ltt when it was most needed, came to your bedside so many mes Perhaps, who knows, she was the when you were in the hospital, when biggest inspiration in the en ire you were »o aidk, and who brought scheme of things about him, for she you all the ‘goodies’ which you loved let no opportunity go by to give the so well? word that reassures, the clasp of the “You remember the ugly rainy days Sympathetic hand. It was I the hen nobody ever came. Those were very weave of her. the very times that she always found Somebody asked a great man who her way to you, and you thought at was workifg in the flelds: “If you once the sun was ehining when she knew you were to die to-day, what came? would you do?” “And she told you things, things that He answered; “I would go on made you gli much wore eve {und made you see how ploughing.” ylhing could be, and 0 on that last day she told them, that you should be happy? “Lam dying,” yet in the next in- “Woll, my darling, that lady went stant she gave directions for some away to-day on a jong, long journey. good deeds that had to be done that We may not see her soon again, but day, Shoe just went on doing them, we can never fd et her and then went to sleep. And all the other*litte children,- She was @ grown-up “Pollyanna, who clapped thelr hands in great 1 am telling of.her, Carrie Tennant, 7 glee, On thelr little bede—they OO because of the hype such a life must Wil think about her, my dear, even pe to ull of us—an Inspiration where> when they are men and women and jn nothing was so dark that sho have lttle children of their own." could not see the light—the light that For that was what she did—this never failed, 8 woman of whem L write Bhe a near brought great hope and joy to hun- Landed Germans dreds of children in hoppitals. And when she could no longer go to them, Still Prosperous she sent, Oh #0 much, so much of Haile, Germany, the old, N horself. st was 90 long, yet not | landed arintocracy have kept the customs and conditions ot war days practically up- hanged. The huge estates have beer kept up by the numerous ten- ants, and the factories and salt nines are now thriving with In-%. Though torn instead of a crm of t with misery and pain), 3, ure 4 bantering byword antry would alw the distress of those using please dispel ut her ime to b p herself in the background, tustry, In the shops oné can buy the rsonifigation of unselfishness. $the finest food and _olothing, Somebody eae had to be considered. though the prices are very high The shopkeepers geil moat of their 1. foods, as always, to the rich, and And abways, always ne one $to this class of buyers have been who needed the remembrance, the Sidded the farmers who have be- sinile, the thing to be done for them, §come rich during the transition $ — Many # time I have heard her take 3 period after the war, Wages, howe * Somebody else was more, ing Somebody raust bo remem elve tt was thing, And what I sent them was lars for Christmas the side of the person who waa ace $ave 1 ' than w! e: a So he did,” said Mr. Jarr. “we, the er, are very low, And ane, bene i alt pb shee fo ‘ cr rpeo- 1 wn sorry I said anything against cused, tho person who had found Jevidences of discontent come rem 8 | ple Was a tip on the races last yum hin. I want to start the New Year himself in trouble, and urged hep the groletariat, who " mer from your brother. It cost my loving everybody. And Netw @ Jel¥6" husband to tako tho.same view with nehy, 20, and the horse he guve me hosn't “Bless bis heart!” said Mew. Jorr, ey: Si ae) ¥ fe f since.” id husband departed, ‘the ber OM oe ee OUR EREBN TT A Renee’ £ he Se ene, sees See ee