The National tribune., 1910-11-03
lis stated that the estates near Bar-le-
Duo are worth about 100000.


Duo are worth about s2,ooo.oOo.
The wife makes another score in the
Washington Courts. Jacob Bason was
possessed Of a barber shop, given MIN
by his wife to set him up in business
when she married him. The other day
he secretly sold the barber shop, ana
lthen his wife sued for recovery, de-
Imanding possession of the business, as
she had paid for it, and Justice star
ford decided that it was hers. that she
had a right to it, and so she got II
back.
: And so the fascinating Mrs. S. Van
Rensselaer, Cruger did not find her
soul mate when she married wade
IChance, of Canton, Ohio. AS she was
old enough to be his mother, nobody
expected that the marriage would De
particularly happy. Mrs. Cruger mas
spent many Winters in Washington IN
one of the very quaintest of the ola
colonial bricks in the once fashionable
lsection of the city. She had most de-
lightful salons, where she entertained
the writer's, painters and famous men
land women of two continents. hrS,
Cruger always received in a darKeneo
uarlor, lighted with candles, no matter
! now bright the day, and she always
wore a nat and her gloves. While she
| is a woman of at least so years OF age,
land possibly more. she could make up
| to look as though she were about 80:
she eowned herself magnificently ana
| had a charm of manner that was all
her own. She has written number
of novels. none of them particularly
brilliant; a large number of poems, one
or two of them with rare merit. one
of her novels was "A Diplomats Diary"
1t dealt with Washington society, and
1.-THE characters were so thiniy vailed IN
their caricature that it was not dlfncult
to fasten them on the people of whom
they we're a take-off. This made Wash
ington society just a little cool to Mrs.
Cruger and so she married the kid in
1908 and went abroad. The couple
only lived together few months, and
then Chance came back to Reno, New,
where he has filed papers for divorce.
Mrs. Cruger's pen name was Julian
Gordon.
Mayor Gaynor remembers when he
was a child, and that it what mighty
few grown up men are willing to re-
member when they are trying to pro-
tect their property and their pocket
books even as their fathers did before
them. Some of the property holders
of New York went to Mayor Gaynor
to get him to issue a proclamation that
the small boys of New York will not be
permitted to make bon fires on election
night, and Mayor Gaynor "axed them
no." He declared that it is the i'm
memorial privilege of the small boy to
burn barrels on election night, however
little he may know about who is elect
ed. and we may have some little diff
Guilty in stopping him. Are you willing
to be sworn in as a Deputy to stop him
in your neighborhood? What will the
small boy say or do when he sees you
coming? Are you prepared for that
moment?'
Now. according to the ethics Of
things, Mayor Gaynor should have said
that some boys get their toes mashed,
fingers cut, hair and eyebrows singed,
and their trousers torn on the nails in
their barrels and boxes, and, besides it
is not economy to permit so much good
lumber and so many barrels to be burn
ed just for the small boys amusement,
and then he ought to nave proceeded
lamation declaring that these small
boys should be sent to bed at o'clock
on election night. That is the way
that safe and sane grown up people are
now trying to run the Fourth of July
for the children. There is not a great
deal of fun in being a small boy in a
great city these days. In fact. when
one sees how the youngsters are
cribbed ana confined to rules made to
save the feelings of grOuchy cranks, one
questions why be a small boy at all?
"A big-eyed. r0sy-cheeked, romping
youngster of six years said to
the writer not very long ago:
IF yer plays In the house
yer mother licks yer; if yer goes out
on the street the cop runs yer in; and
don't think that boys has very good
times, no how" and to one who never
was boy 1t looks as though that might
be true.