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Tales of Gotham
and other Cities ARMY OF 250,000 TOILS AT NIGHT NEW YORK.—With an army, conser vatively estimated at & quarter of a million of workers who are em ployed partly or wholly at night. New York city is fast becoming as busy In dustrially and economically between the hours of 7:00 p. m. and 7:00 a. m as are other cities during the hours that from time Immemorial have been dedicated to labor. The gl ttsr, the glimmer and the glamor of the "Gay White Way” and its environs must, from their very noise and brilliancy, attract attention to the exclusion of all other consider ations, after the sun goes down and the myriad Imitation suns come up. But that quarter million of workers is there —not so accessible, not so eas ily stumbled upon, and far less noisy. It is hard to complete an accurate list of all those occupations which are carried on at night. But here is a list. WILL ENFORCE DRASTIC GAMING LAW Montclair, n. j —The open sea son for bridge whist and poker ended here when a committee of prominent clergymen railed upon Re corder Henry L. Yost and requested that the provisions of ths air-tight state gambling law of 1898 be put in force at once. • Lawyers say the New Jersey gam bllng law la one of the most sweep ing ever put on a statute book Its three sections include every form of dallying with chance. Poker players, euchre players or shakers of dice for drinks may be sent to prison "What's this I hear about putting an end to bridge?” a lawyer asked the police chief. ”My wife has ar ranged for a bridge whist party to night. but I'll call it off if there's any danger of a raid " The chief's proxy hurriedly con sulted a copy of the gambling law and then advised that the bridge party bs called ofT Bridge has taken a strong hold on Montclair, with high play as a result. A young Montclair woman, prominent socially, was invited recently to an GIVEN RIGHT TO SPANK HIS WIFE ST. LOUIS.—On Fourth of July, at harvest home dinners, when a new railroad Is completed, or a canal Is dug. or a new mayor inaugurated, florid-faced men get up and talk elo quently of the nation's great progress "We nre living In nn age of marvel ous deeds.” they exclaim, and we truly are. for in St. Louis a jury found thst a man hod the right to spank hla wife. Rebecca Yowefl. the mother of six children, sued Jacob Yowell for a dl TO TOUR EUROPE ON CAFE TIPS ETIQUETTE ON TIPPING. When dining alone 10 cents. When dining with a woman 26 cents. When entertaining a party. 60 cents or more. When In doubt 10 per cent, of bill. Add 6 per cent, wben the music is Inspiring. Deduct accordingly when the waiter refuses to smile. Never offer a tip until after service Is over. Bo liberal, but don't overdo It. CHICAGO— John Henry William Rehm. who. with Henry von Han nlson. another Chicago waiter, will pass the summer in Europe, traveling on tho proceeds of tips paid him, gave tho foregoing precepts, and plans to follow them in giving bis own money away. Rehm will take his wife and two daughters. Adeline and Elinor, on the trip. They will sail on the Lusitania, which gives an idea of the enormous number of people who earn their bread in a manner that our staid fore fathers would have considered "out landish.” Milkmen, postoffice employees, po licemen, firemen, railway employees, employees on the surface, elevated and subway lines, night watchmen, waiters and cashiers in the all-night "hash houses;” then comes that other class of waiters and attendants .in the fashionable restaurants, who only begin to bustle about at night; news paper men, printers, telegraph opera tors, bar tenders, hotel clerks, bell boys and the "raft” of other hotel em ployees: hackmen. chauffeurs, all night dentists, physicians, surgeons, barbers, cigar store clerks, drug store employees, telephone girls, newsboys, news dealers, actors and actresses, crews of the ferry boats, certain sorts of structural workers, tunnel work ers, musicians, nurses; there Is a small army of men and women who enter the big department stores after they have closed for the night, and work the night long cleaning and fix ing them up ship-shape for the next day’s trade. afternoon tea Bridge was proposed, almost as a matter of course. No money was staked, counters being used. The girl plunged When play was ended the girl was Informed calm ly by her hoateas. "I find by the count ers thst you owe me $40.” “Why! I didn’t know we were playing for money.* gasped the ■vinaxed and then deeply mortified girl. But the hostess persisted In her claim, and the girl handed over a brooch as security. At home she con fided In her father, s New York law yer. He called up the winner on the phone. “Kindly return my daughter's brooch within 24 hours.” he said. The brooch was sent back within an hour, without bill or comment. vorce. charging that he spanked her. He confessed to the crime, but claimed as s mitigating circumstance that she talked from ten one night till two the next morning, and he couldn't sleep Mr. Yowell did not tell the court what she talked about and the court didn’t ask. Had there been a woman judge and Jury at the trial Mrs. Yow ell's reasons for talking four hours at a stretch would have been made known. But this Is sure Those four hours were not devoted to singing Mr. Yowell’s praise. Time files rapidly when one Is hear ing compliments; In no other circum stance does time fly so fast, and had Mrs. Yowell been praising her hus band there would have been no spank Hng. In the beat quarters available, and for three months will "do” Europe in style. “A waiter should receive S6O a week In tips.” said Rehm in telling of his experience as a Chicago waiter. "Sometimes, when politics aro on. a waiter can get as much as $lO a day, but other 'times It runs nearer $6. But it Isn’t so much getting the tips as snvlng them that counts.” Rehm did not disclose the amount of his savings, but he admitted he had three summer cottages in Michi gan. another cottago In Edgewater be sides the one In which he lives, and some city bonds. At the End of the Story By NELLIE CRAVEY GILLMORE (Copyright, xpit. by Associated Literary Press.) "No. no! You mustn't do It. It would mean certain death!” Vandiver paused involuntarily. He gazed at the girl in astonishment. A whimsical 6milc twisted his lips. "And if it did?" he questioned curi ously. Phoebe Driscoll flushed painfully. The stranger’s cynicism startled her Into sudden self-consciousness. The hardness of his eyes, the lines of un concealed bitterness about the mouth —the man’s whole air of reckless des peration gave her an unpleasant shock. But the excitement and confusion inci dent to the Are swept aside all minor considerations. The building was likely to totter and crumble any sec ond, and the shouts of the firemen min gling with women’s terrified utter anres and the deeper and more calm voices of the men, weird horror to the tragic scene. " Vandiver made no second attempt to plunge into the burning house. As a matter of fact, word had just been passed that Barton’s child was safe, and there was no need of it. But he stood quite still where he was. at a safe distance from the conflagration, arvl to his surprise experienced a cer tain. subtle emotion at the conscious ness of the small brown hand still rest ing on his coat sleeve. All at once Phoebe came to herself With a little gesture of embarrassment she withdrew her fingers from their resting place and turned away. She was bare-headed and the high wind had tossed her loosely-done hair into a cataract of gold over her shoulders Her eyes, wide and blue and ingenu oub. bore a distinctly frightened look as she hurried through the crowds to her own gate. As she laid her hand on the latch. It came in sudden con tart with another hand bigger and I stronger and warmer than her own. "May I open it for you’ Since you were so good as to save my worthless life awhile ago you might at least per j mlt me to perform the trifling serv Ice—" Phoebe gulped. "You —you are very kind.” eh** faltered. Thank you.” He turned off down the street, and with a careless glance toward the rapidly j diminishing crowds and the smoking ruins of the bouse, suddenly drew his black brows together In deep thought ! He wondered what the girl’s name w as. where she bad come from, and whst she might be like under more conventional conditions, why aha had betrayed so much concern over his recent danger And when at midnight, he fitted the key in the latch of his door, he had fully made up his mind to have the answer Two days later, apparently by accl dent, but entirely by design or strategy —Robert Vandiver secured a formal in troduction to Miss Phoebe Driscoll. Outwardly restrained, in some faint. Intangible way. she seemed to re • pond Instantly to the eager, underly ing element of personal interest Van diver was at no pains to hide. And at the earliest opportunity, he man aged to draw her away from the rest of the party so that he might talk to her alone. "Would you mind telling me. Miss Driscoll," he began, curiously, "why It was you wanted to keep me out of that burning house the other night r* Phoebe drew a silk scarf closer about her shoulders, knotted It, smiled —and looked up. "You are a human being." she said Vandiver experienced a sensation of inward collapse But he caught him self together sharply. After all. w hat had he expected her to say? "You didn’t care übout witnessing % cremation, eh?" be laughed awk wardly. "Certainly not.” T was feeling pretty down and out that night. To tell you the truth. I didn’t care a hang whether I ever came out alive or not.” The girl shuddered. "Isn’t It Just a bit wicked to talk that way-? You were—in trouble?" "The worst sort I’m what you’d call a failure. I've squandered every decent opportunity of my Ilf©. j* Te been everywhere, had everything, known all sorts of people. I’ve been— in love." The last words came with a little half-sneer. He led the girl to a seat under one of the willows and drew her down beside him. "May I tell you the story sometime?" he ask ed her eagerly. "Any time.” she replied. "I don’t want to make a nuisance of myself. But If you knew how I’ve longed to have somebody to talk to! After all. knowing a person Is more a matter of temperament than time—- and somehow I f?el as though I’d known you for years." A slow flush crept up to Phoebe's temples. Oddly enough, she con fessed to herself, she had felt the same regard to Vandiver. But she doubt- ; ed the propriety of admitting it to him. A couple sauntered past and the girl regarded her and the good looking, cynical stranger with suspicious eyes. Phoebe bit her lip and said, almost defiantly and loud enough for the oth ers to hear: "If you wish, you may tell me now." "And you’re quite sure the story won’t bore you?’’ “Of course not. I love—a love story." "But this one has a very bad end ing—’’ "Perhaps we can change that.” she suggested with a touch of levity. "Her name was Dolly." be began, I “and I loved her from the time she wore pig-tails and pinafores. When she was 18. we became engaged to be married. She went abroad and I started west for a little ’roughing’ to offset her ‘abundant polish’ as we laughingly phrased it. After a few months it became noised about that I had lost heavily through unfortunate investments, and that instead of being a man with an independent income. 1 was next to penniless. The rumor was absolutely untrue, but it reached her ears—and a week later I had her letter telling me that she had found that she did not love me after all. Of course she did not dream that 1 knew the reason, but I did —and that was what stung. I was like a crazy man for a week. Afterward I settled down to stony despair. But the eat ing misery of my heart would not let me rest and soon 1 took a different tack. I plunged Into everything, go ing from bad to worse, till 1 bad just about reached the point of sheer des peration. 1 not only didn't care wheth er I lived or died —1 wanted to die. That is why 1 —” "Tried to rush into that blazing bouse!’’ "Yes." Phoebe turned her head slowly and permitted her gaze to meet his frank ly. "Maybe—maybe you're not exact ly fair to—to Dolly." she said. "She probably didn’t know —” "She had the papers regularly. I didn't permit the report to be cor rected In the press." The girl made no reply for several minutes. At last she said: "I’m sorry. It must be very terrible for you. ! But I wouldn't give up. There are i lots of ways to be happy In the world —even with a broken heart." I "That sounds contradictory, doesn't itr "Happy—ln other ways." she said thoughtfully, "less selfish." Vandiver grunted. He turned and looked quickly into her pink, averted face. There were other ways. A month passed, two —three. And despite the fact that Robert Vandiver had come to the little village of Green cove for a fortnight's prospecting, he still lingered. His face had lost its old despondency. There was a less hardened expression In the keen grey eyes and the lines about his mouth had disappeared One day Pboehe met him on the j postoffice steps "I've Just had a letter." he said. [ "From —" she paused. "Yes.” he said, grimly, "from Dolly.” Some of the pretty color vanished J from Phoebe's cheeks. I She reaches New York on Wednes day at three. She wants me to meet her." Phoebe forced a smile. They had been excellent friends Indeed. They had spent numberless pleasant hours together In the congenial Interchange of admirably blended opinions. But now he was going! After what must have been. In spite of all, empty months, be was going to —his happi ness! And somehow, she must seem glad—for him. "I was sure It would all come out right In the end." she told him. gen tly. "Clouds will break up sometime. But—but today is Wednesday—and It’s past ten. There's a train that leaves Greencove in exactly nine minutes, for New York. You can Just catch that—" Vandiver was looking at her very hard and with hAlf-tender, half quizzical expression trembling about his lips. "But I don’t want that." he Interrupt ed her. "I'd prefer—something else.” "The roads aren’t very good be tween here and New York. 1 believe tho train will make better time than a motor —" "I don't want a motor." he again In terposed. She had started down the steps. He matched his step with hers and the hand that supported her elbow was a trifle unsteady. "I—look here. Phoebe.’ he broke out abruptly, "you know what it is 1 do want, don’t you?" Phoebe shook her head. Vandiver didn’t go to New York. But he got his wish. LATE MARKET QUOTATIONS DENVER MARKETS. Cattle. 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