The evening world. Newspaper, November 26, 1921, Page 10

. SSTAWLISHED BY JOSEPH PULITZER. Datiy Except Sunday by The Press Publishing Company. Nos, $3 to 63 Park Raw, New York. RALPH PULITZER, President, 63 Park Row. 4, ANGUS SHAW, Treasurer, 63 Park Row, JOSEPH PULITBER Jr., Secretary, 63 Park Row. MEMBER OF THE ASSOCLATED PRESS, Associated Prem is extinsively enciuea to the ute for republicattow all news despatches credited to It oF noc otperwise crewitea In tam Dapee ‘slo the local news publishea herein. DR. LORENZ’S MISSION. RITZ KREISLER is reported to have declined an appointment as the Austrian Ambassador to the United States. As a matter of fact, Austria already has an Ambas- | sador of good will and cordial relations. Dr. Lorenz is here on a mission which all the country will com- mend. He comes with strong and skillful hands and a heart full of compassion for human misery, His is a mission of mercy and, as he explains, of grati tude. Dr. Lorenz was moved by the work of Hoover's American Relief Commission in caring for th stricken children of Ausiria. In so far as one maa may, he hopes to repay this kindness by relieving Suffering among American children. Ina world aftermath of war hatred and bitterness, this is the sort of representation in which any coun- try may take pride, Austrians who follow Dr. Lorenz will find their paths made easier because ot his contribution to international good will. ec li tiniest ° The thirsty of New York were delighted to know that the Prohibition enforcement officers, consider the city “reasonably dry.” The thirsty consider it almost, if not quite, “rea- sonably wet.” THE CUE CHAMPION'S DEFEAT. HE dramatic victory over Willie Hoppe, long- T time billiard champion, won by theison of the man who last administered a serious defeat to the champion, emphasizes how long the billiard crown has been at rest. Young Schaefer's victory was no fluke. The fallen champion needs no alibi. He was defeated by billards of a class to defeat any title-holder. Schaefer's two winning games were remarkable exhibitions for tournament play. It is fo be assumed that Hoppe will challenge, as fs his right. He may regain his laurels, for he too _, Played champion billiards in the deciding«game an in the tournament as a whole. But it must be admitted that Hoppe has lost more than the championship. He has lost the glamour of the tradition that “no one can beat Hoppe.” That general feeling has sent many a top-notch player to the table half-beaten before he chalked his cue. If Schaefer won, so might Cochrane, Horemans or Conti, even if Hoppe succeeds in regaining the championship next March. Hoppe is no longer “invincible,” and he will know that as surely as will his opponents. LEGACY FOR AN ARTIST. E reprinted in these columns some months ago an example of what we described as “new poetry” and at the same time the oldest of poetry. It was a tribute to corned beef hash which Samuel G. Blythe incorporated in one of his stories. . In his political stories it_is well known that Mr. Blythe keeps close to fact and that his characters are generally drawn from life and only lightly disguised. This was also the case with the hash he praised. Senator Mark Hanna’s corned beef hash breakfasts were famous. Senator Hanna’s cook was Maggie Maloney. The Maggie of fact was the Maggie of Mr. Blythe's fiction. Yesterday’s newspapers told the story of Maggie's reward. She was the beneficiary of a $25,000 legacy left by the late Mrs. Hanna. It was a reward well deserved and one which the country wil! In these days when other and lesser arts are capi- talized it is a pleasure to record such a prize for the *homely but important art of making the best of corned beef hash. SOMEWHERE IN NEW YORK. OMEWHERE in New York—no use asking where, for that is a secret—is a pirate cave. Or perhaps it is the headquarters of a bandit gang. At times it becomes a block house where the hardy frontiersmen of, the plains stand off the attacks of tmel redskins. Or again it is the simple home of shipwrecked mariners. In other words, it is the play place of a group of Meighborhood boys who discovered the cave and hold it by right of possession. It is in a hillside and overlooks water where ships (pass to and fro. Once it was part of an old house, Yong since demolished. Fortunately for the boys, the wreckers wearied of their task. Perhaps they did not know of the bricked-off space beyond the foundation wall they left. But the boys found out the secret. It is well guarded now. _ This particular cave has all the accessories a boys’ gave ought to have, inchiding a hole in the roof | where the smoke from a small fire finds its way to ‘open air. Of course the smoke does not escape _Yery rapidly. Sometimes it gets choky and smoky These nipping days of autumn are the best of all for cave-dwelling lads. On Saturdays and holidays the cave is alvays full—crowded—for boy after boy has learned the secret countersign that admits him to the hallowed precincts, Adults are barred. To enter into that magic cave the grown man wauld hav® to’ soil his clothes, sprain a back or arm and, worst of all, destroy the illusion, Far better to crawl back in memory to boyhood das when one really belonged. This cave, somewhere in New York, doesn’t differ very widely from boyhood caves everywhere. It is youth and a dream—that make an old foundation wall a place of wonder, THE BRIAND BALANCE. EFORE he boarded steamer yesterday, Premier Briand declared he was leaving for France “with a tranquil spirit and a peaceful heart.” In the heat of the row stirred up by his presenta- tion of the French yfoint of view on armament at the Arms Conference, it looks for the moment as if M. Briand were taking most of the peace and tranquillity with him. It is just as well, however, to bear in ming at this time certain peculiarities of French politics. There are few nations where politics bubble more éflervescently or at times more independently of the underlying spirit and thought of the people. There are few nations where the press of the capttal so little represents wider and deeper public opinion or so readily falls under the influence of political groups. M. Briand’s political opponents in France have long been trying to catch him in some lapse of ‘liberalism or concession wherein they could charge him with imperilling the safety of his country. France has suffered enough from Germany to make it easy for party orators to exaggerate the amount of military protection she requires. The French peasant would still dig down into the toe of his famous stocking at any moment to save France. But .ihat does not mean a majority of the French people are fired with ambition to become “the domi- nant military power of Europe” in order to realize dreams of aggression and conquest. We cannot, without further proof, believe they entertain any such ambition or that they are ready to follow ieaders who seek to excite them with such visions. In presenting the French position as to armament, M. Briand emphasized French fears and French needs to an extent that makes it impossible for his Political enemies to accuse him of either forgetting the former or minimizing the latter. That is doubtless precisely what he set out to do. If, now his statement is before the world, a larger public opinion in France is influenced by the feeling of England or ihe United States that the French armament claith is excessive, ‘M. Briand will lose nothing politically if the claim is modified. If, on the other hand, the people of France should show themselves’ determined to stick to armament which jn the judgment of the rest of the world points rather to aggression than to defense, this is, after all, an attitude of the French "people which the rest of the world has to know and reckon with, The sooner it is made clear and unmistakable the better. We cannot appraise it conclusively, however, from the try-out statement of a French Premier who could not be expected to forget even in Wash- ington that his political footing is in Paris. his Mr. Brisbane claims that “we now own” the ig from which he quotes the words: “We've/got the men, we've got the ships, we've got the money too.” This was the popular song in which the term “jingo” had its birth, Mr: Brisbane is giving a perfect example of ji ism these days, even to the extent of quoting from the Jingo chorus, TWICE OVERS. 66 ELLO, Henryl"—Mayor Hylan to Borough President Curran. * * * 8 Aras this money (for the Transit Commission) and continue to do as we did before. The money is spent in the Cily’s interest.” — Borough President Riegelmann. * * e T AM going to tell the French people that the Wash- ington conference is going to be a big success.” — Premier Briand, 7 HAVE a strong feeling against the use of Poison fases in warfare, and I should be very glad if the leading nations would agree to abolish them.” —Dr. Ira Remsen. eye.” —A Paris Girl on St. Catherine's Day. “y 8 6 * *_ * & *_* OU can tell (married men) by the look in their “Inside, but that, of course; is one of the normal ae “ec Y Mig Grand Jury system is-an outrage.” —Leone ard A. Snitkin. ay 8A. \4 abit Pigs» eed cane Reread AEE AR ON RATT GB Mesaibevten mele a rare a aa ith tll eat i a a wae a From Evening «ay much in few words. The Landlady'’s Sia ‘To the Editor of The Evening W< 3 Having read poor “Earache's” la- ment, I would like to say I found matters just the other way around. It has generally been the poor, lone- some, rooming house stranger who has button-holed me and kept me from doing my necessary housework. And I am afraid I am not the only one with tife same complaint. Having @ rooming house does not mean ex- actly a bed of roses, and while our friend would like some one to give us a tip, there may be a few tips we would like to give also. ONE OF THOSE LANDLADIES. New York, Nov. 1921. Where to Look ‘To the Elitor of The Evening World: Replying to “West Side Sufferer” on the subject of shoes, I would sug- gest that she go to a very small shoe store in some poor neigiborhood— such a shop as is patronized by working women or foreign-born, women; there she will prvpwbly find what she wants. I buy high shoes, well made and of good material, com- mon-sense shape, for from $5 to $7 in such stores; low shoes for from $3 What kind ot letter doyou find most readable? Ien’t it theene | that dives the worth of a thousand words in a couple of hundred? } There is fine mental exercise and a lot of satisfaction in trying te | Take time to be brief. to #4. I live in Brooklyn, bat no doubt there are many such shops in New York. RC. Brooklyn, N. Y., Nov. 23, 1921. Police Hours, To the Biliter of The Brening World: ‘Will you be co kind as to try to help the poor overworked policemen? My husband is a policeman and works twenty-four hours a day for two days, and then he gets sixteen hours off. I am alone all of the time with my children. I think it ts a disgrace to the City of New York to overwork them s0. Would any one else do so? Not only is his health undermined, but the ex- pense attached to it (meals, shaves, &c.) is an added burden. Last night he tore his uniform overcoat, and I avked him if the city paid for it. He said try and get it from those burg- lars in power at Headquarters. I wish they had a unton and could 60 out on strike for $60 a week, for that is what they deserve, Won't you notify Mayor Hylan? ‘There is @ State law that! policemen and firemen work eight hours 4 day, but this is broken nearly every month. If things keep on like this he will Lave tp look for some other job—or I will. A POLICEMAN’S WIFE. The Race Multiplies, ‘To the Kditor of The Evening World: 1 am writing this letter with the hope that a sixteen-year-old girl may successfully refute the ‘argument of “Orthodox.” “Orthodox” asserts with great as- surance that the “Almighty God de- ern EN World Readers abe grow cold upon your breast and you have heard that soul-tearing, heart-breaking cry for food, a cry that you could not answer, and so you have lulled your children into eternal sleep or given them a life of poverty and misery, “Orthodox” can now paint for us that beautiful picture of the happi- ness of a comfortable home, with contented, healthy children romping around in Yes, children are amusing; their questions fascinate, and there is nothing more delightful than a study of children, their needs, their desires and their thoughts. Only our wealthy can convert this from the picture into the actual, but they have attained material happiness and do not yearn for the spiritual happi- ness children can give them. But the world is constantly calling for children, and the poor have con- stantly answered the call and will remain child-bearing machines until a Margaret Sanger enlightens them. She is to the poor now what Lincoln was to the slaves in 1861. LOTTID B. Strikes and the Police. ‘To the Editor of The Erening World: I think it about time for the public to stand its ground and demand pro- tection from the police, As taxpayers they should have the protection they pay for. Instead of protecting strikebreakers of the Milk ‘Trust let them give us who live in the city some protection. We are not getting what we are pay- ing for, At a fire a police whistle was blown for fifteen minutes and no policemen came. The people in the house where the fire was had to save themselves. These strike-breakers, who come from other towns, are getting all the protection they want and more if they need it, but not the people of this city, It looks as if the out of town burglars are busy too. v. P, New York, Noy, 23, 1921, the Home, To the Editor of The Evening World: Iam a constant reader of your great paper and wish to add a few words to the question brought to my attention from letters you published from “J. E. F." and “Lucy H. Campbell.” ‘My wife and I were refused an apart- ment only the other day because we bave a baby. Yet the same apartment was rented to a woman with two dogs. Isn't it time there was a law to place landlords who refuse apartments to families with a baby in jail? iLL New York, Nov. 23, 1921. “Where Conditions Are Rig! To the Editor of The Evening Work\: Permit me a few words in reply to “Orthodox.” He denounces birth con- creed and bles’ed the decree that the human race should increase and multiply,” If God has decreed thusly, then, ye wealthy, ye have turned a deaf ear and “subverted the designs of God.” And you poor, you who have heeded the yolce of the Creator, have received most unjust compensation. You have felt the hand of your undernourished trol because it contravenes the Scrip- tural command to be fruitful and mul- tiply. Carried to ts logical conclusion, what does a literal interpretation of that command mean? Nothing if not to order “Orthodox,” for instance, to beget all the children he can, regard- less of his. capacity to father healthy or desirable children, or to properly ae ———————— saat UNCOMMON SENSE By John Blake (Copyright, 1921, by Jotm Blake.) YOUR ARMY OF EMPLOYE If at any time you get the notion that you are inde- pendent, think for a moment about the army of people that is working for you. Begin with your breakfast. Peons in the Andes gather, sack and ship the opifee that in iiquid form has found “ts way to your cup. Stevedores load it on ships, and experienced seamen— Captain, chief engineer, mates and deckhands—bring it safely to the port nearest you. Then it must be unpacked, roasted, put in packages and sold over the counier or delivered. Every man concerned in its progress from the slopes of the South American moun- tairs has been working for you. The same is true of the sugar that sweetens it, save that the army of sugar producers starts work in Cuba or in Louisiana or in the beet sugar fields of the West. Your cream cannot reach you till men have herded cattle to and from their pasture, till other men have milked them, and still others operated the separators and canning and bottling machinery that makes it ready for the table. We could go further back if we chose and include the breeders of fine milch cattle that now compose the dairy herds—clear back to the men who mine the metal and make the machinery which goes to stock a modern dairy. | The flour for your breakfast rolls means that wheat has been sown and cultivated and reaped’ and threshed and ground and shipped, employing, perhaps, the labor of hun- dreds of pairs of hands in the process, Your bacon begins with the feeding of hogs in the West, and so up through the railroad stock cars to the immense packing houses which turn live animals into carefully smoked and cured breakfast food. J é Everything that you eat or wear or look at—the fuel that keeps you warm in winter, the ice that cools your drinks and food in summer—all requires the diversified labor of many people. They work for themselves, but they also work for you. If they did not de their work you would be uncomfortable and unhappy. If you are doing your work you are playmmg fair with them and the world. If you are shirking, you are not, Life is a co-operative institution, There can be no such thing in it as complete independence. support and care for a full roster of them. Assuming that the Bible issues only sensible commands, I am forced to believe that it does not mean that, because it would be losing sight alto- gether of econonvic consequences, And in a world like this, what ils more serious or important than economic consequences? ‘The taxpayer, if called upon to con- tribute to the support of “Orthodox” and his family, would properly and justifiably have something to say about the fool policy, of blindly adding to the poewa cnn: Life is too complex and foo full of stern reality for one thoughtlessly to accept, without modi- fication, the Biblical injunction to be fruitful and multiply. It may be all right where conditions are right, but all wrong when indiscriminately obeyed. T. E. w. New York, Nov. 23. 1921. ‘ From the Wis Riches give a tongue even to the most timid of men.—al- Ahnaf. Talents are best nurtured in solitude; character is best formed in the stormy billows of the world.—Goethe, Tears are the safety valves of the heart, when too much pres- sure is laidon it.—Albert Smith, Wine maketh a man act like an ass in a.rich pasture— + Zahir-Ad-din. en ee ae \ and Friends” (Doran), the latest ~ Most disagreeable people get wor- certainly the luck of Beauty. . The Peril Behind | logic. HO for the days of the burnished (J O shield i ‘And the land of the Heart's Desire, Where never a brave could yield Nor ever @ hero tiret When @ maiden had but to wave her hand | From the villain’s lordly tower To be seen by the chief of @ valiant band And be rescued in the hour? Oho for the days of the Lincoln green And outlaws kind and strong, And ballads sung on Yuletide e’en When @ song was still @ song! When the holly grew nigh the tree And the mistletoe bough hung low, And Robin Hood and thé Maid rode free In the charm of the Long Ago! A song by Adele Marie Shaw for the “Days of the Cloth of Gold,” taken from “The Rainbow,Song Book” (Scribners), a volume, for school chorus singers. These lines herald feelingly the on- rushing Christmastide. | Obstacles to Adoration. - -- Some reftections of Celia in “Lovers young knight F. Benson novel: “But it’s no use going about trying to be adored,” she sald, “because no- body has the fast idea as to how to set about it. “It's not the least use being kind and honest and amiable, for that only makes you mildly popular, while the shipped, “And it isn't any good being beau- tiful, which is lucky fore me, for otherwise all the boys there would love Violet, and all the girls adore Evan Lamington. “I dare say beauty hurries people up, because there {s obviously some- thing rather attractive about it, but it's not a bit of good by itself. iv haps brains have got something to ~ do with it, or is there a sixth sense \ f which directs {t all?” b Obviously, there may be more thimg# in the Philosophy of Flapperism thar, F. Scott Fitzgerald has dreamed of | | this side of Paradise. eee The Beauty of Gabrielle. + - - From “Madame Margot" (Centuf¥>, John Bennett's rendering of a legend of old Charleston, we gather this ec- stasy of description: Though Margot was lovely. Gabri- elle waa lovellcr. They differed in beauty as pompadour-pink differs ) from ‘brier-rose, Margot’s was a golden beauty; Gabrielle's an ivory loveliness. Margot was a pottery figurine moulded with marvellous skill;. Ge~ statuette of exquisite briellé a porcelain. Margot was like the summer sun, dazzling, opulent, sumptuous; Ga- brielle like the young spring moon in her slender loveliness; the lines of her flowed one into’ the other like the lines of a song. Her hands Were delicate and fine, thelr touch as light as flower blown by the wind, which drift like a whisper across the face of the passer-by, Her feet were arched like a Span- ish girl's; her ankles were the love- est things that ever sandal ribbon bound; she walked like the wind of an April morning through meadows after rain, Surely the last word in Beauty and For Gabrielle lived and loved long years before the artist of the pic- torial magazine cover set about his ceaseless quest. * . The Hunger for Poetry. - « + Turning a page of Albert Mordell’s “The Language of Ecstasy” (Bont & Liveright) we read: Mankind hungers for Those who are unable to appre ate it in higher form, resort to im tations and substitutes, which ex- press their emotions ‘and relieve them, ‘Athletic contests like baseball, football and prize fighting usually help people to express and relieve surcharged emotions. The love for cheap forms of movies and card games has its origin in a desire for emotional dis- charge, Man resorts to every measure to give his emotions play. He reads newspapers and trashy’, magazines, he likes to hear melodramas and ranting orators, often because he hi a love for emotional excitement. which he cannot satisfy by litera- ture of the best kind. He cannot concentrate, not think clearly, he of the simplest principles of literary art; he cannot read poetry, yet he hungers for it. Why, asks One Who Looks Over Our Shoulder— Why, !f the world so hungers for poetry, does the poet ever go hun- yt sry? ‘. @ Prohibition, - - - Michael Monahan, in his “D; America” (Nicholas L. Brown), does / not permit his-wrath to override hi We quote: Dr. John Emerson Roberts de- clares ‘that, the modern frenzy {oe legislation “is fast driving us’ into> the folly and fanaticism of the Blue. \*s Laws,” He points out that in the State of Texas it Is unlawful to play check= ers, dominoes or cards in any public place, { In Portland, Ore., the mince ples | are examined, lest’ they contain an— | unlawful amount. of alcohol! In the entire State of Oklahoma, as Well as in the six counties of Miagouri and forty-one counties of ‘exas; no billiard table or bo alley is allowed. wiles reason, as states is obvious eno and "hast as easy to find some leg- islator who will introduce the bill prohibiting it." This is the danger which neu- tralizes all the arguments in favor of prohibiting liquor by statute. It is a negation of the very principle of liberty which, once admitted, can be made to ‘stand for endless seat nt be ‘illing to a m! willing to destroy drop. of liquor in. the world, tax never, never would I subscribe to Prohibition! Mr, Monahan invites thus recklessly an Amendment Prohibiting the Leave to Print. The “Anti” will get him if he |.