New-York tribune., 1912-01-24

ITO be beautiful ORC must have suffered
says the president cf Boston University
II suffering can beauty bring
Then write me down "a corker."
For maintain It takes great pain
To live as a New Yorker:
For here we suffer pain enough
Upon our income living,
To gain repute as "Peach!" or "Beaut!"
II pain is beauty-givins.
Tho public life. the constant strife,
The reach-up after prices;
The kicks to make. tho tricks 10 break.
Are paln-involved devices:
I've pored and pored on the reward
We get from this. our duty;
Now answers gained: Tho publics psned,
That It might capture beauty
A. W. u.
why were Adam and Eve driven from
the Garden OF Eden?' asked the Sunday
school teacher. II suppose because they
started 10 raise Cain" replied the boy az
the foot Of the eclsss.-Philadelphia Record.
When big Tim" Sullivan. Senator OF tho
State OF New York makes his annual dis
tribution of strong shoes and woollen socks
TO the poor Of the Bowery on February q
next he will be- celebrating tho anniversary
OF an event In his life with which few
New Workers. arc familiar In tho days
when Tim" sold papers along Pask Row
he used 20 make frantic efforts 70 attend
the old Elm street school 10 WAS an
earnest pupil. they say. but ho had 10 hus-
tie and was rather an infrequent attend
ant. One cold. wet morning his teacher
arrived TO find him I'm the classroom halt
an hour ahead OF time. and she questioned
him. Tim" explained that he had been
cut with his papers all morning and that
his badly worn shoes were wet. He said
he had como into the classroom 10 warm
hts feet. Tho teacher sympathized. gave
him a note 10 a shoe dealer In Canal street.
near the Bowery. and Tim" reported. we'll
shod. later iu the day. The date was Feb
ruary s.
Dugald dn response to friendly Invitation)
-Wcel, man, never touch whusky moo.
unless I'm al the helcht o hllarity or the
depth O. depression: but daursay I'm AT
present Just in the state o. mind that wad
justife BIT taste!-London opinion.
Tho late u. Il. Mccoy. assistant general
manager Of the New York Central and for
many years superintendent Of the Hudson
division. started In railroad life as teleg-
rapher. and, having kept in touch with
tho wire" frequently picked up n few
things that were not intended for his ear.
on ono occasion he happened TO be In the
dispatchers office nt tho Grand Central
when an order signed ID. r. ND. B.
Mccoy. all division orders being made Off
cial with the initials OF the division super
intendent-was sent out TO little station
up the line. Back came the query, who's
d. Il. M.y" The operator at the New York
end answered. THAT means damn bad man,
and you'd better get busy" Mr.. Mccoy
stood just behind the telegrapher and, or
course. read every word Of the colloquy.
Stepping over to the operator, he said,
young man. aren't you giving mo pretty
bad reputation" mo. sir. I'm not" re-
Piled the dispatcher. That would be true,
wouldn't IT. II that greenhorn up tho line
failed 10 deliver that order?" And Mr..
Mccoy agreed that Il would.
Here's a Poughkeepsie paper with the
statement that heaven Is only 293 miles
from that city"
Dear me! Vassar isn't rs far from
Poushkcepsie as that, Is it?'-CleVelahd
Plair Dealer.