Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-08-08

that many are equally enthusiastic when
their husbands departing for the city
on Monday. But the woman Is the Sphinx,
so what's the use?
Points on Schwab.
Yes, young Mr.. Schwab was trife pet
ulant, all right. toward certain of the
newspaper men, on the day when it was
announced that he had retired from the
presidency of the big steel outfit. But. as
plain matter of unvarnished fact, why
shouldn't he have been just trifie petu-
liant? Why, in fact. shouldn't he have felt
Sharply impelled to give number OF them
real smarting slaps on the wrist?
No man that ever came rapidly to the
front in this country has ever been
clouted about by the saffron sheets of
New York as this same young Mr.. Schwab.
Schwab is strong, sturdy, clean-limbed
and clean-minued young man who, by
working like galley slave from his twelfth
able head full of brains, reached vast
wealth and a very great plane in life at the
age of thirty-fve. When his health went
back on him. the yellows of this town be-
ters at the head of their accounts of Mr..
Schwab's condition.
When he went to Europe for rest they
put cheap penciling sleuths on his trail.
and these underbred scribling Lecocqs
cablde a thousand imbecile yarns to this
country as to the alleged doings of Mr..
Schwab all over Europe, picturing him as
a mad man and worse.
One of them Swore in one of his cabled
fairy tales that the steel trust president
had dropped 100000 at the Monte Carlo
roulette tables one evening-Mr. Schwab
never wagered one-eighth of one SOU
markee on the Monte Carlo games. Anoth-
er of the harpies pictured Mr.. Schwab as
dressing chauffeur in the skull and cross
bones to represent Death. and then running
an automobile race with the rigged-up
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story of the purest ray serene. They repre-
sented him as saying that the canals of
Venice would never afford any fun until
they were cleaved by turbine gondolas ca
hour. In essence, they endeavored, with an
amount of enthusiasm worthy a better
cause to make an ass before the American
and European public of normal, healthy
minded and square American citizen ever
spent his whole time in behaving himself
like gentleman and attending exclusively
to his own business.
Why. them shouldn't Mr.. Schwab have
been "a trifie petulant' on that final day
of his presidency of the steel trust in his
manner of addressing outfit comprised
largely of fellows whom he knew and recog-
niZed as the constituencies louis who had
labored to portray him as combination of
fool and blackguard for half decade?
No Muzzles Yet.
1t may be recalled that the fact was men
toned in this correspondence a couple of
months ago that New Yorks dog muzzing
law was about to go into effect.
Well, the day came around for it to go
into effect-but it hasn't. They've tried to
put it into effect-tried strenuously and des-
perately. The only result up to date is
that about 60 per cent of the dog catchers
are at the present moment propped UP III
hospitals for repairs, dozens of too previous
cops have been pounded almost to death
and you can walk five miles through the
streets of New York any afternoon and not
see one dog out of thousand with muzzle |
strapped over his features. All of which is
pleasing enough unto those who predicted |
that these would be the identical results |
following the attempt to put dog muzzlins |
law into effect in New York, where there |
are 100000 owners of dogs, and all of them |
ready to fight to the last gasp for their !
dogs. They're willing to pay any old dog |
license fee and to submit to all sorts of |
badgering from the authorities to the |
rights of their dogs-but that the Jog own
ers of New York would ever submit to any
such scandalous, not to say shameless inn
position as a dog-muZZing law, sprung on |
them, particularly in the middle of the fly |
and flea season, was never for moment |
believed by any reflective person in this |
town
The dog owners over this way simply |
set their teeth together and squared their
jaws, and said, so to speak, "Naw-we amt |
a-goin' t put no muzzles on our NUTS
naw-naw!'
And that they haven't. Four dog catchers |
attached to pound wagon, who tried to |
pick up a duly licensed dog down on De- |
lancy street last week were beaten into pulp |
by forty men before they had chance to |
know what was coming off. The dog was
a collie and favorite along the block and |
around the neighborhood and the word had |
been passed up and down the block that II |
any dog-catching outfit tried to Swipe |
jim the collie, then all hands along the |
row were to get to the front and take a
whack at any head wearing uniform
hat. And it happened just that way.
strapping matron was walking along
Central Park west, leading properly tag
ged French poodle that yet had no muZ-
Zle A dog catcher'S wagon came along
and from the of it hoped three men.
They swooped upon the poodle and essayed
to drag the dog from the womans strap
hold. She promptly transferred the strap
holding the dog to her teeth, reached back
and grabbed two huge hatpins out of her
picture hat and began TO stab dog CATCH
ers in one, two. three order as they came
along. She poked them full of hatpin
holes before they decided that they hadn't
they needed in their business, and skedad-
died. feeling of themselves.
And thus it has been all over New York
They haven't held any mass meetings over
here to protest against the dog-muZZling
ordinance, they did in Washington a
lava biding town. at the time the outrage
was in force in Washington. They simply
made up their minds, unanimously and
spontaneously and as one individual, that
they were not going to muzzle their dogs,
and they have got away with it. The law
is now virtually a dead letter-the dog
catchers are too much battered up to at
tempt to resume the enforcement of it. and
the cops just won't try to enforce it
they're on the side of the dogs
Gle.