Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 151, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 13 July 1917 — HAPPENINGS in the CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

HAPPENINGS in the CITIES

Youngster’s Feet Set on Road to Fortune Or— CHICAGO. —On a street Where dally more people pass than compose the population of a fair-sized city a small boy laden with newspapers was doing business. There was nothing unusual about the boy himself save that

he was somewhat smaller than the other boys who shouted their wares near by. His clothes were as shabby, his movements as brisk and his voice as shrill as those of his rivals. Unlike the other newsies, however, he stood not on the curb nor In the center of the sidewalk, but near the building Une on a grating tn the sidewalk. A man with a bag in one hand and a raincoat over the other, obviously In a hurry, paused for a moment before the boy, crisply named his paper and

thrust a quarter into the outstretched palm. The quarter bounced like a live thing from the boy’s hand and dropped through the grating Into a pile of .accumulated rubbish. “It’s gone for keeps, mister,” the boy said slowly. “I guess maybe that' wus my fault ril give you your change and you kin have the paper.” “That’s all right boy,” said the man, surprised at this munificence,. “Probably it was my fault. Here, take this." SUpplng another coin into the boy’s hand, which this time closed eagerly l on the money, the man seized his paper and hurried away. Another newsboy who had been watching the transaction uttered ant exclamation of disgust. “See that kid? Well, he’s gonna land In a llmoosinet or a jail one a’ these days. He stan’s on that gratin’ all day droppin’ dimes and quarters out of his mit and pullin’ that phony honesty stuff. Then every night him and a kid that works In that building sneaks down into that hoiei through the basement window and divvies up.” Bull Furnishes Thrill for Blase New Yorkers NEW YORK. —A bull, seeking to go back to nature, momentarily agitated! Fifth avenue. The bull, described as wild, was cribbed, cabined and confined In Stern Brothers’ vivisection parlors, Eleventh avenue and Fortieth'

street, from Texas; he yearned to go home, and having jumped a stockade’ or some such obstacle, headed away to the east, which Is not the way to- , Texas. As the bull progressed he grow wilder, and everyone who saw him and heard him, bls head down and bellowing, grew wild. The way wa» cleared for him; aviators could Inform themselves from the manner in which persons in the vicinage flew up. At

Eighth avenue and Forty-eighth street occurred the very newest thing In bullfighting—new even to New York. A,t that corner stood William Artus, known In underworhnilang as a‘ “bull.” He is a patrolman of the West Forty-seventh street station. Artus dodged the bull, corralled an auto and gave chase to the Texan product, which, crossing the avenues like a chauffeur on a joy ride, turned north on Fifth avenue. As everyone knows, It was a lovely day. Most persons who usually are on Fifth avenue were out of town. At sight of the bull those who were on Fifth Avenue got out of sight, save, of course, the always increasing throng of banderillos, who goaded the bull with shouts and chance sticks and stones. So on to the plaza at Fifty-ninth street. There the bull, to maintain the Hispano-American illusion, converted the plaza into a plaza del toros, charged everything in his red-eyed vision and tried to jump into a subway excavation. But Matador Artus and others roped him, and he was carted away Ignominiously, just as are others of his kind, better bred, where blooming senoritas reward toreadors with bewitching glances, half-hidden by their fans. Occupation for the Man Past Prime of Life DETROIT. —Old men are being withdrawn from the shelves to which they were relegated by a misanthropic world and sifted back into the fide of the city’s industrial activity. No more will the smooth-shaven face and*

dyed hair be necessary for the man past the half century mark who Is out of a job. No more are business men looking askance at the men who have “crow’s feet” about their eyes and thinning hair. If he is willing to accept menial labor and is sober and Industrious, a place is being found for the man who shows the results of his battle with Time. Several old men are being em-

ployed by the telegraph companies as “messenger boys.” That doesn’t sound like much of a Job, but as explained! by the men and their employers, it Is not so bad. “We Jiave about 30 old men working as ‘messenger boys,’” said R. B. Crane, chief delivery clerk for the Western Union Telegraph company. "There 1 are several reasons why they are very satisfactory. We first began employing them several months ago, because we could not get boys. We find them very apt at the work and much more reliable than boys. “The pay is 25 cents an hour, and some of them work 12 hours a day. That is optional with them. We give them long deliveries out to the suburbs, and the work is not at all hard. We have several telegraphers who were unable to stand the Indoor work who have become messengers, and they are making more than they did at the key.” The Postal company also employs old men, and for the same reasons—scarcity of boys and the greater reliability of the older men. The manager of a large office building said: “There are quite a number of old men employed as errand ‘boys’ in this building, and from what I hear they are more satisfactory than the younger men or boys. They appreciate the job, they are reliable, and are becoming more and more popular with employers.” - Liquor Law Makes Trouble for Railroad Man — a ~• MINNEAPOLIS.— If the sun. Which was high in the heavens and shining into his office window, had suddenly dropped with a loud bang below the horizon and the silvery moon had Jumped up into the sky, Edmund Pennlng-

ton, president of the Soo Une, might have been surprised, but not more so than when a long telegram was handed him saying that the sheriff of Ward county. North Dakota, wanted him in Minot on a charge of selling liquor In violation of the law. When he recovered he pressed & button and the entire legal department . trooped in. ~~ “How long,” as Mr. Pennington, reading from the telegram, “have I been engaged in the nefarious and

illegal business of selling liquor in violation of statute in the city of Minot, state of North Dakota? In short, when did I become a bootlegger?” All the legal luminaries were surprised. Mr. Pennington then showed them that he is named in legal procedure growing out of the Minot war between the wet and dry forces. North Dakota is bone dry under the federal law July 1. Many boxes of “dry goods,” “gents’ furnishing goods,” “medicine” and “glassware for hotel use, handle with care,” shipped by the liquor firms, have been hauled out of Minneapolis by the railroads entering that state. it Is Imported, since the law was passed, in anticipation of the impending drought. - “Every Soo line station agent has definite, printed instructions regarding the law,” Mr? Pennington said. “It is possible a liquor shipment in disguise have gone through without our men detecting it If that mates the railroad amenable under the law, I suppose that is £ow I am in the case.