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Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-01-13
FOR cHAPPED HANDS

Make a medium thick paste COM
posed Of lard and -four Apply at
night, rubbing in thoroughly. This
salys Is cheap and effective.
Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-01-13

MRS. B. SD" is correct.
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20

street. The y. T. r. rooms In st Pauls
Churchyard. too. do business plumb under
the middle OF the street. with the vaulted
skeletons OF the Georgian great but few
feet beyond the white-tlled walls.
There is a type OF a tea shop In the
West End OF London. in the shopping and
theatre district, that Is distinctive. Scot
fers have picturesquely termed them
"hugglng hutches." Irritation parlors"
and "wooing wigwams" They generally
perch aloft in an inconspicuous second or
third fioor and their scheme Of decoration
and furnishing Is restful and intimate
The dainty sandwiches and dishes
Of hot toasted scones are served by
super mattresses. who are often well bred
and pretty women, and their China tea.
poured from a silver Pot, is OF the best
Smoking rooms for men and girls are at
tached. and in foggy depressing winter
afternoons one adjourns TO a big lea,hern
lounge before an open log fire and chats
and reads for half an hour before ven
turing out into the murk. In these de-
Iectable haunts young men and maidens
take their tea behind the privacy OF a
screen OF a quaint alcove. while the wang
Of Cupids bow and the swish OF his
downy wings are perceptible to the mo-
rose man in the corner. Let US pay our
bill and go TO China.
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20

men are what they are, how is II thdt
never Is this being killed?
You are an intelligent man-have an
other cigarette-you realize that on the
island Of Manhattan are several millions
OF people You bear this in mind az you
move about. Certainly. You remember
that IL has been explained that the reason
a drawing OF an artists model I'm the pose
OF walking is unlfelke Is because he mas
not the consciousness men who are actu-
ally walking on the street nave OF thelr
relation TO other moving objects about
them. So. Well. you know what we are
ebout To say. Sure pop They ought to
be hung. all OF them: those dolts who
GO about the streets of New York obvious
Is under the impression that they are
alone upon a desert isle. They pause TO
cape at something, and stand immovable
in the line of the pedestrian procession.
surprised they are when you bang into
them. Good for you Well. you send for
us and we will 50 on your bond.
Selhshness is the root Of all contemptl-
bleness. amt II? when we have been
standing i'm a crowded train and hoping
that some one seated would get out AT the
next station. we have seen low ana
boorish creature snatch before our very
eyes seat vacatcd when the tram
stopped. You should see the look oi
loathng we give q reptile such as TINS.
But such natures are callous to any finer
feeling: heavens they don't care what
any one thinks % them. Usually too
they arc very ugly to look at. Yes ana
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
YES, OLD CHAP, THEY RlLE US, TOO

we have seen a man squeezed in some
where along the line OF seated passengers
move over and make himself comfortable
while We remained standing, wher the
person next to him arose. Small boys who
continually lug about enormous boxes for
the purpose Of blocking up the passage
way in subway uains doubtless you have
found exceedingly offensive.
And don't those people who always are
determined 10 take their time about every
thing infuriate you? Before YOU they
stand al the ticket window and count their
change three times over. How insolent -
their delberation Every line Of their
bodies declares tnat they will not bulge
until thcy arc quite sure that they have
their right change
Must YOU be going? Well. we are glad
we met you. Call us up some time AMI
have lunch with us. We say. you know
that type that is not going TO be hur-
ried one bit from his table in a crowd
ed restaurant because others are waiting.
Not he You have been watching every
nouthful that he has taken for some time !.
YOU Observe that he has come to coffee,
and YOU edge over his way in order TO be
ahead II some other bloomin' fool when
ke goes. His companion, very decent
sort. YOU have an intuitive impression has
reminded him that you are waiting. Then
II is that you see arrogance lie stretches
his legs out before him and lights a
cigar lie is showing his internal irm-
ness.
Well, SO long
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
THE SOAP EATER.

Alfred Noyes. the English poet tossed
aside with a bitter laugh a roast OF his
last book.
This critic" he said. reminds me OF
the old 'sentleman with the cold-only this
critics cold is permanent-and, by jove.
he's not aware he's got it.
"At club one day l was taking
wash and brush-up, when noticed an
old gentleman nibbling a cake Of soap.
After each nibble he would chew the soap
thoughtfully, and then, smiling and nod
ding his head he would say
Thank heaven. it's all right
81 asked the old gentleman wha. on
earth he was up to- He explained, as he
n!bbled away at a large pink cake;
well. you see. I've mad such rotten
bad cold for the last fortnight that it's
quite taken away my taste. Every day.
10 see II ! was improving, I've nibbled
soap This afternoon. for the first time,
/ find that soap has a quite distinct
taste. He took a large pink mouthful.
'Um-m-yes-qu!t distinct Therefore
shan't go home this evening. / shall dine
here at the club.
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
QUEER SHOPS OF THE WORLD

Quaint are the shops Of peasant earth
cuware and cottage made chairs and
sleds and boxes of red. fragrant cedar
that ] have encountered in Russia, and
the showroom OF the kioto porcelain
factory. with its wonderful Jars and
vases. In Japan. Nor are the old oak
shops Of Dinan Of the common stamp
only a small part Of their cumbersome
wares can be kept within. so the beauti-
ful dressers and cupboards tables and
strips OF carved dado. collected from
lowly farmhouses up and down the smil-
ing orchard land OF Brittany are ranged
along the edges of the winding. cobbled
streets on the hill above the Rance.
II is strange that the heavy immgra-
ton from Germany has not brought in
it's train some OF those epicurean sand
wiches that make mouths water between
Cologne and Dresden. The shop / have
specially In mind happens 10 be just
outside the German frontier. few
hours Journey into Austro- Hungarian
Bohemia but IL is kept by Germans and
it's clientele is German. II has a wide.
inviting doorway and counter that is
broad and long. on this counter are
scores and scores Of dainty platelets
holding. scores and scores of the sort OF
sandwich that bespeak an artistry and
an elevation of soul on the part of their
planner that stamps him as no delicates-
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
oBDURATE POLLY NATHAN.

A short time passed. Again Barney
went down TO see her This time ne Of
fered her 10000 to leave Wh!techapel for
the suburbs and dull respectability. She
refused.
Many times more the great Rand mag
nate left his palace In the West End to
come to Whitechapel and plead with his
stubborn old aunt. But the tact and de-
termination that had won him all that the
world has 10 offer to man of great
wealth failed to dislodge the tenant OF
that little shop.
Polly Nathan was a determined old
woman. She looked match for any man
OF affairs, as she sat on her wooden chair
i'm the doorway OF her beloved shop, the
pungent vapors OF boiling oils and hiss
ing Jest OF steam behind her. during the
last few months of her life, To the last
she paid no heed to the huge sums offered
by her rich nephew. And IT was In har-
ness, still In charge of the little fried fish
shop-and proud of it-that she died, d
brief while ago.
one morning / arrived at Mandchoulie.
the little frontier town of Siberia and the
Chinese Empire, and wandered around
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20

VOW WE are not easily, and never
~ unjustly. "riled." We are, we be-
lieve. as fair minded and tolerant
a person as there is. But few things
there are that drive us almost mad. You
will agree with US, we think, that these
are things beyond the reach OF human
charity. We pause to choke back our
choler AT the recollection OF them. Now.
when we a bit late TO our Office, are at
tempting TO get out OF local subway
train and to catch the express about 10
move out on the opposite track. and
low.brow character pauses in the doorway
before US while he thrusts forth his head
10 ascertain the station at which ne mas
arrived. we come near to having delirious
bydrophobia Is 1t not so with you /!
Quite as we had thought. Won't you nave
a cigarette? You are the broad-minded'
philosophic sort Of person to whom we
like 10 talk.
We agree with you entirely in the mat
ter of that other type Of animal which
has an idea that he Is the only person
intending 10 leave the train at this stop.
As the crowded train nears the station we
face toward the door, and. naturally IKE
the gentleman that we are. prepare to
lock-step out In our order Then II is' as
the train stops. that this creature grabs
us by the shoulder and hurls us backward
behind him into the car. our dear SIR your
sentiments do you great credit. We often
have said the very same thing ourselves
when the righteous passions Of noble
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20

But this is a lazy generation and the
tourist Is often passing fat For while
the relic dealers sent out collectors. but
the collectors got together and formed a
union. finding Il more lucrative to hang
around the battcnelds and sell their finds
on their own account.
Not 20 be discouraged. however, the
willy Chinese relic dealers OF the town
have established each his own little fac
tory In the back premises OF his shop.
Tney obtain. through channels best
known 20 themselves. odds and ends OF
undamaged war gear from the hoard
that fell into the hands OF the Japanese
at the close Of the siege and deliberately
doctor" the stuff until 10 looks war
SCARED and interesting. II Is busy
scene that greets your eve as you step
through the door al the back Of the
shop Big shell husks are being filed
into chunks. preparatory to being placed.
with the fragments Of smaller shells.
broken with sledge hammer into ket-
ties. to boil TO a convincing degree OF
rustiness
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
MANcHU MEAT DONE IN ENGLISH

The parcel Of horror was put up. and
had gained the street when, to my amaze
ment. | found the wrapping paper around
the bundle was a copy Of The London
Daily News" Now. had not seen a civ
ilized paper for weeks. There were no
Britishers nor Americans in town, nor
any reasons why the Manchu butcher in
this Russo Chinese settlement should
wrap his meat in English newspapers.
Eagerly / went back and bought up his
entire stock of wrapping paper-about
forty Of them. a good armful. Subse-
quently 1 discovered that all were copies
OF but three issues, still these three were
good. and the memory Of that butcher Of
Mandchoulie | hold in affection.
A queer shop is that in a slum Of Glas-
gov, which will be specializing in Tish one
week and fake furs for factory girls the
next. The last time ! was there It's chiet
line was old rustry army bayonets- \
secondhand bayonet does not seem TO be
the most salable thing In the world, but
Mckenzie was getting rid OF them fast
without much bother. A certain number
were being bought by butchers and other
traders. who cleaned and ground them
for use in a variety OF ways. Most ct
the implements, however, were being
bought for use as pokers-ordinary domes-
tic hearth fire pokers. The denizens OF
the slums found them very handy.
To conclude, / don't think / ever saw a
queerer shop than d little emporium
few miles into Belgium. on the Dutch
road from Breda to Antwerp. 1t had two
windows. One was devoted solely TO plas-
Ter statuettes of the Virgin Mary; the
other TO packets Of margarine.
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
SOMETHING TO REMEMBER.

Now is the time to pitch in and
achleve-now, now" said Norman Hap
good, the new owner OF "Harper's Week
ly." in an eloquent political address in
New York.
Remember. my friends" said Mr..
Hapgood. "the present is the future from
which you hoped so much"
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20

sen keeper Of the baser mould. Scarce
Is half dozen sandwiches are alike and
each is a poem. There are hundreds OF
color schemes. trihes of delicious food
or fowl. vegetable or fruit. The top
layer Of bread lies at the side of the
plate You see what you are buying
a gay mosaic OF all that is most tooth
some 10 the jaded palate.
Would that some artist. some poet
might arise in our midst and open such
a shop on Broadway The Shop of one
Thousand and One Dream Sandwiches, %
mecca FOR him who fees the eternal
Ham an" the corned beef and the fab
by wad Of lettuce
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
RELICS IN THE MAKING.

Trays OF tiny beaten silver crosses. oh
tanned from Moscow by the sackload.
are being tarnished with acids and alter
nate exposure 10 damp and sunshine.
Bullets and cartridge cases-carefully
separated from their first close proXimi-
ty-are being tarnished and battered with
acid and hammer. Swords are being
broken into bits. bayonets rusted and
blunted and sheaths twisted and dented
In vice.
The japanese arc good customers for
these wares. Hundreds OF them take the
short sea trip over TO the Asiatic main
land each spring TO inspect their new
colony and take back reminders OF the
siege They pay best for Russian medals
80 the relic dealers sell them Russian
medals. A certain Chinese dealer sold
me a Russian medal II was perfectly
good medal. II looked the part. II was
I'm the shape OF cross, broad at the
tips and narrowing where the arms
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
PUNCH" TAKES A SHOT.

Mr. Gees emporium has achieved
niche in history. for it was the subject
Of a widely remarked Punch sketcn
by Charles Keene In the early days OF
that journal, when Mr.. Gees papa was
The head Of the firm. II was Gee pere's
Idea 70 hang out, above the shop. trade
symbol in the form Of rod and line
at the end Of which dangled fine tin
hsh. II was Keene's idea, which he
averred was founded on fact, TO sketch
Gee pere. nightcapped and irascible'
lealing from a bedroom window TO be
informed by a bibulous roysterer below
IN the street. that he had a bite The
hour was $3.50 a. m.
was glancing over some OF my 81
Oerisn journals the other evening, when
came across some notes that reminded
me OF another quaint shop, "A very tiny
shop this one and many thousand
miles out east toward the rising sun.
iaking advantage OF the few miles OF
Gear water that followed in the wake OF
great ice jam that slowly and sullenly
ground It's way down the shilka or
upper Amur. TO the sub-Arctic Sea Of
okhotsk, Dick and Jack-a four-footed
london dog-and / were voyaging down
stream In stoutly built homemade boat
when the jam ahead. seething, splin-
srlng couple OF miles = Of ice chunks
rom the size Of trolley car 10 that OF
grand piano. chose TO wedge In mar
row gorge and wait until IT felt inclined
70 move on we bad ~ follow suit. Thus.
On April e. we found ourselves en-
Tenched In rude shelter OF blankets
and birch branches on the south bank.
ARD we wanted food.
Out OF sight. round the next bend OF
'he river. on the other bank. our map
placed village. In the bright morning
sunshine Dick rowed me across. and
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
A STORY OF "PETTIcoAT LANE

There is nothing in the front Of a GER
tain drab little shop in a turning off
"Pettlcoat Lane" in Whtechapel. 10
stamp ii as l~usuaL The efiluvia of fry
ing FISH wreaths in blue wisps from the
door. and in and out passes the poor,
fetching their snack of skate or founder,
loosely wrapped in scrap OF newspaper.
But romance attaches TO the fried FISH
shop OF Polly Nathan.
generation ago Barney Barnato,
little ragged son of the Lane. shook It's
mud off his feet and managed TO scrape
up the passage money TO South Africa.
a few years passed. Then Barney re-
turned to London, a great Rand magnate,
one OF the richest men In the world, con-
troller OF more gold and diamond mines
than he had fingers and toes.
Men OF his calibre do not pass uI-
noticed in London. Barney was a power
in the land He built for himself d pal
ace i'm Park Lane. London's row OF society
palaces facing Hyde Park. Then he be-
gan to take his relatives out of White
chapel. partly out Of affection, doubtless,
for Barney was a good fellow with
warm heart: partly because If you are
a big lion In London society II jars on
your sense OF the fitness nf things TO feel
that your cousins and uncles are still
struggling in the humble rut down East.
Most Of them were only too glad to ac-
cept the more pleasant mode OF life put
into their grasp by Barney's generosity.
All. in fact. but his Aunt Polly, Polly
Nathan, owner OF the little fried fish shop
in the Lane She said she was quite
happy where she was. thank you, kindly;
she had work to do and was making
enough money to satisfy herself. She
was surrounded by her friends. Why
should she give up her friends and so
up to the grand West End. where she
would only be snubhed ny her lucky
nenheWs 8 friends.
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
RELIC SHOPS OF PORT ARTHUR.

The relic shops Of Port Arthur. down In
the narrow, winding streets OF the old
town, near the harDor, are delightful.
There are plenty Of genuine relics OF the
terrible siege nine years ago 10 be- found
by the energetic man who does not mind
a long tramp under the hot sun TO find
them. I'D in the trenches OF 20G Meter
and her sister hills, around Tung chi.
Kuan Shan and Tiger Tall, shells and
fragments OF shell and bits Of many a
kind OF .projectile are 10 be picked up.
rusted bayonets. battered leaden and
nickel bullets, broken rife stocks, twisted
leathern shoe soles and tarnished metal
regimental badges. snapped sword blades
and the hilts. Of VIVA. were sabres.
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20

ueared the centre. II was imbedded IN
q neat plush case. The worthy Celestial
explained in bad Russian that II was H
bargain for 80 sen GO cents. ! told him
thought that was little too much TO
pay. as the front OF the medal read. in
good. plain. blunt English letters. The
Racycle Self-OilIng. Miami Cycle and
Mfg. Co.; and the deed OF yalor for
which the Russian had received his
award. at the hands OF his grateful coun-
try. as announced on the back. was:
Miami cycle and MIG. Co. Middletown,
Ohio. l.. 5. A" Poor, lonely thing. l
bought II for six cents and tenderly
brought IL home
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
THE LONDON TEA SHOPS.

London Is unique In so lar as i's &c"
shops are concerned. They nou'ish o''
every hand. Not the usually uncieah eat
ing dens OF an American city, with their
cumbersome earthenware mugs ana
greasy tables, but establishments OF
dainticr order There are tea shops even
under the streets Of the heart OF LONDON
At Swan e Edgar's. in Piccadlily circus
sou sip your fragrant cup OF Bohea III
cool. fern-hung grottos, over the ROOF Oh
which thunder the motor buses Of Regent
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20
Continued from third page.

will buy it. II you don't, you won't
That is his simple philosophy.
The snakes live in a big glass case in
the window. with a little water wheel
eternally spattering round and round in
a corner Like Mr.. Gee, they are slug
gsh and philosophical They combine
however. for mutual protection. Most OF
their time they pass in sleek-hanked
tangled ball a compactly interviewer
mass, from which emerge heads and tails
Of many a hue. II is wellnigh impossible
to decide which is the head and which Is
the tail Of the specimen you want. II
you Ike a certain head, when Mr.. Gee
has slowly disentangled the rest Of H.
you find a body alien 10 your expecta-
tons. Had Mr.. Gees serpents a sleeve.
they would often smile into II, l fancy
when fastidious fanciers, thus disap-
pointed, rejected them and the passively
tquirming ball was allowed to form again
IN the messy case beneath the water
wheel
The maggots you buy for bait The be-
speetacled assistant bales them out from
tub in a corner. a tub with shudder-
some odor.
Mr. Gee Is a useful man to know II you
are an impecunious schoolboy, for he VIII
keep you in pocket money If you bring
him worms or livebait or snakes or liz
ards. Two plutocratic summers / passed
while I emptied a horse pond in the Sur
Tey hills Of yellow bellied nevis, or water
evets, which the English village lads
deem 10 be deadly poisonous and refuse
IN consequence. TO catch. For the yell
ow-bellies Mr.. Gee paid me three
ha'pence apiece. which ] invested in
Young white rabbits at ninepence. sell
Ing them to my acquaintances for a
shilling, early promise Of a brilliant
hnanciers career. which has since been
belied
New-York tribune., 1913-07-20

, the dusty streets looking for a shop where
meat might be bought for my terrier. l
found one at length. IL wasn't one Of
those hygienic butcheries Of Western
cimes. There was no muslin on the
shelves nor flyscreens on door or window.
The meat was not pretty, either, but as
Jack was a small doggy and couldn't see
the top OF the counter, 1 reckoned he
would be so glad 10 get his breakfast that
he would not object to its condition.
The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1913-05-12
WHITES AND BLACKS
MUST BE SEGREGATED

complaints, when they had them
through negro subchiefs. and that
when they demonstrated at this proce-
dure they We're threatened with dis
missal
In the supervising architects office,
division of the Treasury Department.
there are negro messengers. clerks and
architects employed, and not long ago
personal encounter took place be-
tween white men from South Caro-
lima and negro appointees
1t is limited very strongly here that
Senator OGorman. of New York in
tends 10 look into the question OF
whites and blacks being forced TO work
and eat their lunches at the noon hour
In the same quarters, and his invcs :
LEGATIONS, with the orders which have
already been promulgated by Mr.. VIII
l;ams may result In much more toler-
able conditions hereafter for the white
men and women who, for one reason
or another are compelled to work I'm
close contact with negroes