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WWNHHW3HMnit The Evening World Daily Magazine, Sa t u r d a y , June! , 1912 - jTj-irAnAAjw-rwu-wMrtriojJ tube Can You Beat It? IM. mmm ft re ) By Maurice Kettcn Vnm rabHaMa Oa. New Tears WorM.) m ESTAm.lHIIKD HV JOSEPH MJLTTZEn. tNfclUaai Daily Except Sunday by the Press Publishing Company, Nofc M tf 63 Turk now. New York. nAT.nr Ptn.iTzrcn. rresicnt. s Park irnw. J. ANOt'R RrrWV, Trrau-r, Park Itnw. JOSBPI! I'UMTZBn. Jr.. Secutary, 65 Park How. No Salt DROPPIKQ A SPOON ONE DOIMP, Pine .Entered at the Post-Office at New TmV aa Seeond.Cl" Matter. . rlntlnn Rare in Th Rvenlncllrvtr ttnrtand anil the Continent Ana World for th United States I All Countries In the international and Canada, I Postal Union. t. Or Tear tS.Rolona Tfr ' Ona Month 10 1 One Month r p A. r.v', lll'llll'lliM VOLUME 52 FULL UXE is here, 1912 is approaching high noon nnrt the old nlmn- . I 1,1,08 ossura ,18 that never again this year will tho lenvrs he so green, tho grass so foft and the flowers so fair as during these thirty days. So make tho most of what is in temperature, length of day, sun shine and roses tho loveliest month of the twelve. If you are poetical June gets its nomo from the queenly Txitin goddess Juno. If you are fussy and hookworiny It Is Juno hccnuBO in tho Boman calendar it was dedicated "a Jundorihus" that is, to tho junior or inferior branch of the original legislature of Home. Tho Romans believed it "tho most propitious season of tho year for contracting matrimonial engagements." Tho moderns regard it as tho leant unlucky month to got mar ried in. But June's brightest glory is -its weather. Perhaps the truest thing ever said of it in these parts is that "June is in reality what the poeti only dream May to b," BE NICE TO THE NEIGHBORS. AN International Committee of Peaco and Friondship rum just been formed in Mexico City through tho efforts of Lawyer lleribcrto Barron, Mexican Commercial Agent in Now York and former member of tho Mexican Congress. This coramittco, which is composed of twenty prominent Mexicans and representative Americans of the Mexican capital, will consider ways and means to increaso friendliness and mutual understanding between tho United States and Moxico. In his announcement of tho committee's purpose Mr. Barron lays special stress on the desirability in tho present crisis in his coun try of destroying the bogy of intervention by strengthening the con fidence of the Mexicans in tho good will of this country. Exchange of lecturers ana college students and excursions of Mexican newspaper men to the United States would, in Mr. Barron's view, do much to clear up any doubt and distrust that may have-gathered as to the real relations of the two countries. The idea has tho marks of common senso. Anything that will encourage tho knowledge' and broader outlook, which arc the surest antidotes to the pernicious poison of Jingoism and jealousy that cer tain quack patriots are forever dispensing, is bound to bo a good thing. After all, in the small affairs of life experience has taught every man that it's tho best plan in the long run to bo on good terms with the neighbors next door. Why shouldn't it be tho same with nations? t WHERE MERCY MISCARRIES. THE spectacle of a street car rowdy, a married man, weeping in the dock when threatened with six months in the workhouse, while his poor wdfe and even one of those whom he had in sulted begged tho judge to show mercy because she must go penniless if he weregiven his deserts, makes ono almost regret tho tar barrel ad the whipping-post. The man in question waa doubly corrtomptiblo because when be grossly insulted a Jewish girl in a Long Island train he did so agiivst the protests of has own wif o who sat beside him. The Night Court Magistrate hit it right when ho said: "You re a dirty loafer and I am going to send you to the workhouse for six months." Yet the wife protested that her, and even tho male companion of tho insulted girl, who had al ready thrashed the scoundrel, at lost interceded for him. Tho Magistrate put him under bonds for six months. The fellow had a ehac to escape what he deserved, thankB to those ho had wronged. Let the rich who are trying money consider a fund for maintaining innocent wives while their low-down, no-account husbands are f- THE "movies" have photographed roaring lions; they have caught charging rhinoceroses; they havo braved tho Colonel in tho act of speech. Now that tho moving picture man has taken private views of the crater of Vesuvius getting ready for an orup tion this generation may congratulato itself upon having "fillummed" most everything that's fearsome tjtjalt) .Letters from To ATert Brlilne Arrldeata. TtotheWUoriTUEtfnln World! While travelllnic on a Brooklyn Bapld Transit surface car the 3tn-r night, crossing tho brlage the pole on op of the car allpped off the electrlo wire, and all waa dark. And all around tho outside of the car was also dark, A car was coming along at a fair speed book of us. Now, before the car back of us could stop It was almost on top of u, because the motormsn In the! rear car had no way of telling that we were there. My Idea Is to place a red oil lamp on the rear of every surface rar going acroan the bridge, mo as to rrasn the motorman on the rear car and avoid many a future accident. BAM KANTROW1TZ. Tli In Commuters. T i Hit Editor of Tlx Hftnlun. Worllt Hespondlng to the query relative to the thin and attenuated appearance ot the average commuter, aa observed by ono of your readers, I would say that tbo plight ot our slim brother from the aubuitoa la not a Joke but deplorably all. I would ask whether tho gentle man making the aforementioned query has ever endeavored to brave the 'Charge ot the Maddened atob" at any ec tM various ferries and railroad term NO. 18,547 FLUSH. she would havo no ono to support td think of original usee for their getting what's coming to them. the People Ilnali throughout this great city from 4 to I". M nix days a week, and whether he hns witnessed the convolu tions, evolutions and nerve-racklnc antics of the countless thousand! of victlmi of "Commuterltls," all obsessej with the one thought and desire to "get there.' And In conclusion. I would ay that In this sprctacle he would rind his answer. Tao llesh-destroylng, health Impairing contortion, of our suburban rrlfnas to board a t I M. train at 4.50 are, I repeat, not a Joke, but a serious proposition. it. ji. A History Query, To Itit KllUr ol Ttu i:rili wri.i, Where can I buy a history of Mary wurn oi ricoiai aiio tin lire history of Queen KlUabsthT ALEX, FOILSYTII. At any larue bookstore you will find hlstorlu worka conlulnlng the life atorlea or both Quecna, Central I'nrU Hin Aerrs. Proapact Park BliOl-0 Acre. To iU Wltor of TU KTnln WorHi Which park Is lurger, l'rospect or Ten- ru" A, 11. U None t'aunllr Oliarrvril, 'To tbt lilltor U Tin laming WorM. Is thens a leal liollduy In the United BUitst j, K N. a. Astoria, U t SEVENTY FIVE CENTS W&m:wsW " v ''J3?! a Cot'rrtfht, 1012. W Th 1'rtM I'uUbUn Ow. (Tlw Nw Vuck WucU), "M AW, cu't I bt a Boy Scout?1 atked Willie Jarr. "Oul Bepter la a Boy Boout ami no In luy 8 av naky and Johnny Itnnglei "I don't think thoe are nice boya ror you to aaioclate with," replied the mother. "Quaale Bepler Un't reflned, nor that Blavlniky boy either, for that matter." "Aw you don't have to be refined to bo a Boy Scout." aM Manter Jarr. "Well, you ehould," remarked Mre. Jarr llrmly. "14onel Fotherbrain'e mother 'li cndeavorlna; to get htm Into tho Knickerbocker Oraye, which U oompoaed of boye belonglns to tho (amlllei of the hlffhrit eoclal atandlnc In New York. Ho I only your age, Willie. And yet he con epeak Fronch and play the piano." "Aw, he crlee If he Kete hie clothee dlrtyl" eatd Master Jarr contemptuous ly, "and he hn eurUl" 'He 1 a little getleman." replied Mr. Jarr, "and you would do well It you patterned after htm." "That Boy Bcout movement It a good thin for tho youniter," ipoke up How They Knew. .... , , , . , ,, . .. ,. "How did tho police know It wasn't a woman wno nu ju.i u.cu uiu ibis- Pnone' "ueeaue mey learned mat mo phono had been In use barely ten minutes." rViTTHeSlLVCT. PNTrteWftoN&SiDe. ) I cS00 ONe UA& NDftb CENTS ""ninv our Or THE WROHfr DOOR. Mr. Jarr. "I think I'd rther im WUU. , a Ooy Scout than to know ho oouM patc French and play a piano." Domestic v Aim -r ' i f --- - i r . i BBBra I 1 tiurnr V OoprriM, 1012, by Tl Pnw IMblUhlnf Co. (The Nnt York WorM). The Matter ot the House. Hrtn.i Th. JotiM flat. . Ctiuact.n: Mr. Jonti. lira. Jonm Nora awl JloJs. . . .. . .1.- I. (scowling arouno in. table)-WhBro'a the beer, Mary? You ought to know by thla Omo that the boat meal you can put before mo isn't worth a hill of beans unlets I have my glass of beer. iMra. J. (hastily) I don't know why they didn't aend It, John, I ordered It. Mr. J. (severely) Tho usual way, I suppose! Forgot It untlt about ton minutes before I got home and thin phoned for It. Mrs. J. (ansrlly)-I didn't! I ordered It tills morning. (Duaibwnlter bell Is heard. Nora an swers.) Nora (appearing at door) Please, muni, a dollar ana a quarter ror mo beer. (Mra. J. (meekly)-aiava you got tho chango handy, John? Mr. J. (with rage)-Oh, so that's th came, Is It? Bay, thta steer Is going to bo worked once too often. Time the arrival of stuff ao that I'll be here to shell out, and you're ahead on the table money, ehT (Nora (cpJmly)-Ray. that feller"!! be cwsln' In a minute! Mr. J. (diving down) Welt. I'll tflll you one thing If It wasn't the beer you wouldn't get a cent out of me (Nona sends down the two dollar bill and brlners In a bottle.) Mr. J. (putting his hand on tho bottle) (Muit 'a' come out of an oven! Don't they havo Ice where this stuff comes from? Mrs. J. (mournfully) Oh. John, you're vetting to be awful; you never say anything pleasant any more! Can't you te n little considerate, dearT Mr. J. (loudly)-ConslderateT That'o the trouble-too much consideration! I'm wing to have this houso run right, that's nil, And I'M master! Nora (bursting In, red of face)-Thot illvll sine up the wrong chango an' he won't Klve me no satisfaction! Mr. J, (wrathfully) How much short Nnrn (breathlessly) Ha slnds me up two 'nuanors on iiro nime. ana no; ,..,, ,.,,. h. . . ... ..,..Ma ho nickel! Mv. J. (rising, sternly) He did! What u he? A voun boy? I Nora (expresslvely)-Dlvll a bit av a D'V! Hu's as big as two av ye, savin' 0 f eeueve) I ) UNTlPPtN&V Willie Jarr Wants to Be a Boy Scout Just to Tempt a Few Scalp Hunters JyNWWWWlAW ft3ffi$3ffftftttftWXf S(t(WJWWW WWJWKW "Cn I tt a scouu- bo, aiawr aikd Matt.r Jarr. who saw that the fliaouwlon between W partnti waa Dialogues. Woodward yer preslnce, an' the arms av him si-a like the Ould Boy's, only worser! Sir. J. (nonchalantly dropping back Into his chair) Oh, well, what's the use of making a fuss about a nickel? Lite's too shortt Nora (writhing) An' yer coin' to let thot blackleg git way wld It? If I wux a man 1'K go down there an pull the tongue av Jilm out av tho froat av him! Mrs. J. (sweetly suggesting) The master of the houae should look out for tho nickels, especially when It's HTS money! Mr. J. (sharply, down shaft)-Man? MAN! You made a mistake In tho change: send up the other nickel right away, plosse. Voice: ! ! Mr. J. (still more sharply) Now don't use language of that sort, because my wife's hero. And If you don't send up that nickel, even though It 13 only a nickel, I'll call your boss up Immediate ly and have you fired. Voice: 111??? Nora (Just bursting with fervor)-Aw! Fer the love av htvln, say somethtn' BACK to him! He'a cursln' at ye don't ya recocntxa curse words? He's callln' ya thingsl Mr. J. (edging away from shaft) T vou think I will bandy words with that scum? Nora (open-mouthed with wonder) Pld y HI3AB whot he called yo? Do ys call that bsndyln' words? In MY country If a man called another man thot he'd be toetn' measured for the wood box b now! Mrs. J. (sppearlng)-JMr. Jones'a gen tle nature shrinks from anything like that, Nora. Nora (energetically) Lemma git there! (ehoutlng) fllnd up thot ntokel, ys nrur- therln' thato, or rll scald the aoaJp av ye off n yo wld a pat! av hot wather. I'll havo yo Jugged, an' the b'y in bluo at the corner Is the wan to do It, too, Jua' try to git out av thot there cellar wld thot ntokel In yer panta an' ye'll be tellln' th Judge the story r.v yer life In tin mlnuteal Bind up thot nlokel now, or I'll bo Blvln' yo all yer lookln' fer! An', 'nln' ye, t got the rlddest hair YB ever seen I (After much pink and gold repartee the nlokel appears.) Nora (ooldly)-Wlll yo bo afther hand In' the chango to tho MASTBn av tho house, plaao mum? I Spilled coffeen Saucer. 1 QrHignrKitte cents fihz j Two OdLLAO -gf For Iookikg "j. tip taking tho conversation away from the main question. "Astc your father," said Mrs. Jarr, "ho seems to prefer you should be In terested In euch things." Mnster Jarr produced a tattered, rod covered book. "This la Iziy Btavlnsky's," he said, "and It tolls you how to gtvo the Bcout'a ealuto and how to be a Scout I'm a Tenderfoot now." "Well, you SHOULD be, the way you kick your feet through your shoes!" sniffed his mother. "Would you rather learn to speak French and piny the piano like little Linnet Fctlicrbraln or be a Boy Scout asked Mr. Jarr. "I'd rather bo a Boy Scout," replied Master Jarr eagerly. "I heard Mrs, aushmore read a paper deprecating the Boy Scouts movement, claiming It Inculcated a fighting spirit In boys," said Mrs. Jarr. "Wo may not ALWAYS llvo In this neighborhood, and I think It would be much better If our children made other associations than with Ileplers and Slavlnskyst" "Qussto Bepler Is all right!" said Mas ter Jarr eagerly, "He can play a mouth organ with hts nose, and Izzy Slavlnsky can talk gibberish so nobody can un' derstond him unless you give him a cent to toll you what It means'." "There, you see!" cried Mr. Jarr.' "The neighborhood which you decry ot fers exceptional Advantages In musloand laniruuges! Can Master Lionel Fether brain play a mouth organ with his nose? Can he nonvorse In gibberish?" "Mrs. Fethorbraln pays five dollars a lesson to his piano teacher and Ave dol-' lars a lrsson to his French tutor, and that's more than we can afford for our children." "I'm glad ot It." replied Mr. Jarr. "It will do Willie moro good to get his ac complishments as he's now getting them. Besides, It's cheaper. If ho goes in tho business I'm In, ploying tho piano and apraklng French will get him nowhere." "I'm not spanking of bualneaa," aald Mrs. Jarr. "Im speaking of refined as sociations." "Can't you compromise, Willie?" asked Mrs. Jarr. "Couldn't you be a refined Boy Scout?" 'You betchcr I could!" cried Master Jarr. "Scouts don't chew tobacco or smoke cigarettes, and they know how to camp out and tell the tracks of wild anlmala and what kind ot weeds are poison nnd trees by their bark and leaves, and how to swim and build camp fires, and everything," "And would you rather know wood craft than how to play the piano?" Mr. Jarr Inquired. "Don't you want to have your hair long and In curls, like little Lionel Fetherbraln?" "I want to be a Boy Scout nnd I don't want to play the piano," replied Mnster Jarr. "But all the gang ure going to let their hair grow long like Buffalo 'Bill, because then the Indians want to get your scalp, dlmme a dollar, Paw, to Join lha Bay Sssuta. svab'4 a-out" CorrrtlM. 1012. br Th. Pnm rnUM LAB, the tender, "clingino vine," Once loved by ttoto doet her Vpon a tturdy It it difficult for a man to tell which a uvjmon pint or opinion. TPhmjin t Th am tftttnJt 4m , the cynic hit grouch, and the tinner Everybody teems to be able to give a woman advice on how to keen' her husband at home cvcnlnot. Jiut nobody ever offers her any advice on how to endure him after the hat accomplished it. A man grows to hate the tcoman icho is forever moralizing, fust at a small boy hates the person who is forever washing his face. Everybody sccnli to be going through life at automobile speed no'Cd- days, but alas, there ate no sentimental parages by Life's wayside at which wa may obtain a fresh supply of emotions, purchase a new thrill or patch up an exploded ideal. At this time of the year it is difficult to tell which is the more trying and unsatisfying, a moon with the wrong man, or the right man without a moon. As a tongue-twisting sentence, "Pelcr riper picked a peck of pickled peppers" doesn't seem to be in it with "Will you marry mcf fciX0JslJssjiXnjiJf. The Week's Wash. By Martin Green. CnprrUht, 1013, by The I'm I'uUbhlag Co. (The Nw York World). "Pi ItETTY smooth work of the hotel men In getting college tudents to take tho place ot their striking wait ers." said the head polisher. "Smooth enough," replied the laundry man, "but how about the college students? Where do they get off? How thall wo classify a young man who has the advantages of an education that will Insure him freedom from making his living at a laborious or menial occupa tion kicking In as a strikebreaker to apoll the chances of waiters who want better working conditions. In my opinion these 'rah 'rah boys who are taking the places ot striking wallers are lifted pretty far down In public opinion. They may think It a larK to go into a hotel ana can enow irom tho kitchen to the dininic room ami clear the dirty dishes away and accept tips, but It Is a deadly serious business with the men who have to dovoto their lives to It. "The action of college boys In taking the ptaccs of waiters on strlko serves to encourage an Idea prevalent In U.u ranks of men who toll with their hands and thtnk a lot and don't say much that our colleges and universities are schools for strikebreakers. Only recently oollege boys helped break a street car strike In New Kngland, working as mo tormen and conductors. Tho status of a professional strikebreaker Is pretty well fixed In the public mind. It will not servo ns an excuse for the collegn boy that he Is working his way through Softool and needs all the money he can earn. There aro other avenues of em ployment open than taking tho places ot waiters who aro striking for higher pay. The summer hotels will soon havo places open for all tho college boys whose Inclinations lead them to wait on table during tho vacation season. "When tho waiters' strlko Is over there should be another strike. The patrons of restaurants should go on strike against tho system by which a The Day's In Search of His Home. PEAOEAllLK TMnt u mldr iwaktnl from ilrrp Uit wttk, at about 2. SO A. M.. by lmici rloi at hit door twil. Throwin oittn tin ninilow. tit (tuck Mi head out and In do iirj plruant mtanrt dunsixtal to know ht wu wmteJ. " 'Acute ine. elr." iniwrmt a muddled ol. "Doe. Jonee hie hlc lit. herer" ' "Jonnl" eiM the party addreawJ, anpily, "Of count not, What C!e dertl do you ratta by ring. Inc ioilt'i belli at this tUM ot moralnft Win m ou, aoywiyt" "Wlio m II ataea ine ainuroer, anjmxeniiy urvrUed at not brluf recofnlied, "Way, I'm Jonti," Upplncott'a. Turn on the Calcium. rllE dnorbril of th. Vinltyi' himrx re of at bout 8 o'clock one debt, lad sirs. Vanity nld. escitedli. to her tiiubandt "Thin. Charles. I know theft the furniture ran comlnf with the new bedroom tutte we bought to-day, and It It It I Jon won t tcccirt it, inu e all. "Wiy not!" ae.t Mr. Vtolty. "Why not!" replied Mn. Vanity. "ri yon think I'm eulnz to t'lf ISO for a tult and then Dial. It nt out hire till dark eo tlut none of it neighbor! rta see It vrlxn It's hroivht Inl Not it I know it,- ijomwn -ieintrapn. Enlightening. A POLITICIAN who waa mailt a home-to. houw caniaat came to a (armliouac, wntn lie obaonrtl an elderly woman standing at the sate, and the .oanilidaU gracefully Mini bit hat and lio'JWlr aikedi "No rloubt, toy dear madam, )our hwband la at home!" "Tea," ret ponded ma woman, Co. (Th. Tor WocW," every normal chap, ' clinging, I opine, ttrect-car itrap. he find more uncomfortable about fiiMr tm littt thm nrrtrhr htn text. hit juttlfkattonl h laaaasai . man cannot get decent service without tipping everybody In the place from the head waiter to the hat boy, That would be some strlko If anybody had the ncrv to start It." A 8urprlie Party. said the head polisher. A "what do you think about the claim of tho Taft man- aers that they will control the Chicago Convention becaus. they control the National Committee whleh will pass on tho credentials of the delegates?" "Agalnnt anybody but Col. Roosevelt," said the laundry man, "that claim might hold good. The trouble wtl the Taft people Is that they are proceeding alon tho line of procedent. Col. Ilooievelt has no respect for precedent or tha time-honored rules of the game of poli tics. He makes his own rules. ' "When the Colonel tarts out to reach a goal ho goes In a straight line, ac companied by a brass band, a fife and drum corps, a calliope, a company of Hough itulers and nrtltlcry. He cam paigned for' tho Covernorshlp "of Jfow York dressed In his khaki service uni form from tho Spanish-American war. Tho Colonel Is his own umpire, and anybody who thinks he Is going to tread In tho mosagrown footsteps of by gono politicians Is due for a surprise party." i Oh, See Him I W4sASSjBSMlSjSSkB(oAl "I .SDK," said the head polisher, "that a Massachusetts young woman says her new husband Is an Ideal man becauso lis doesn't smoke, drink or eat meat." 'If I were that bride," replied the laundry man, "I'd keep pretty clotr tabs on said husband when he was away from homo and flroslde." Good Stories ' He' down In the (utttire a-taryinf the doj.' w fbt retJy of th. InxHilduU at the gate. I ant rerr rry to learn of the death of your anj, came In eympethltui too. from Lha data. "What Idlled him!" V "lit wore iUttU out a-barklng at tha dates," aald the woman, Tit.Iltta. Real Generosity. 4 rich." ulU'Jm fcW.S tnd,n..,'d.,h,, "U11 cb.',ir,ouY" " i "He made 'ma think of a lawytr. who, harli.( won i tin inrolrlng a hundred pound, tterllnt kept eighty pounde for bit let. tod tti.1. aa hi handed oier tha btlanct ot tstnty uouodt to Ma client! " 'I am your friend, tir. I can't eharse ton my full fee, I knew your father,' " Thank loodnrte,' aald tha client, warmly 'that you didn't know my grandfather.' " Wash'. Ingtoa Htir, Reason Enough. A.VCrillO near Xrnla, 0 had been ar retted for ohlckeu itcallng, lie had ttol-n ao many that hit crlm. had brcoma trend larceny, Me we i tried, conrlcted and broustit In for lentence, "Hate you any reaion to offer nhy the Judg ment of tho court ittould uot be wuol uuon you!" ha waa aaksd, "Well. leOte " he replied, "I caln't go to fail ow, nohow. I'm bulldln' a aback out jonder aa' i hlft cn' . on i j, ,, , .11 vl