Evening Republican, Volume 21, Number 23, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 February 1918 — IN THE CITIES [ARTICLE+ILLUSTRATION]

IN THE CITIES

Kind Old Uncles Sometimes Walk City Streets PHILADELPHIA.— As the crowds of shoppers thronged Market street late the other afternoon Detectives John Morgan and Mike Hines noticed 8 poorly clad woman leading two little'girls and carrying a baby, making her

way along the sidewalks. The children trailed along looking wistfully at the bright lights and the --windows of the stores In their bright decorations. Morgan was attracted by the woman’s thin clothing, and on looking at the children he saw that their shoes, hardly covered their feet. Water and mud oozed from the thin water-soaked soles. The baby which the woman carried did not have on shoes. Its stockinged feet were exposed to the

weather. The detective stopped the • woman and inquired Into the cause of her poverty, and was told that while her husband was Industrious and hardworking, he had been 111 for some time and was unable to work. The children, who were eight and ten years old, had been unable to go to school because they had no’shoes, the woman'said. The heart of the detective was touched. He took the woman and children into a store near by and ordered shoes for all of them. The woman declined, saying that she had a pair of shoes at home which were fairly good, but she was wearing slippers so she might save them. The clerk of the store, when the case was explained to him, said he would come half way with Morgan, and would give the baby a pair of shoes and let Morgan have the ■other two pairs at cost, and he would send provisions to the house. The children and woman left the store happy, and the children did not know who the kind old uncle was they had found on the street. How the Battle of Moquin Grill Began and Ended if. NEW YORK. —Pale becomes the history of the battle of the Marne. Insignificant the story of the Somme. Hark to the engagement magnificent of the Moquin Grill. It is at Moquln’s where long-haired artists with flowing

ties prove by argument that they can draw anything—except salaries. In Moquln’s the other night one saw at work the fists of fame, the fists of genius, fists that control brushes that are gold handled and tipped with diamonds, palettes inlaid with jade, porphory and pearl. . C. Allan Gilbert was seated at a table with sculptors and artists. The subject of a painting of J. P. Morgan came up. Gilbert exploded about it. What a daub! Name of a dog, what

a punk piece of canvas! “But,” Interspersed one of the diners, “has the painting no recommendation whatsoever —not a single good point?” Artist Gilbert thought profoundly for a space. For once his French rang loud and clear. “But certainly—yes. You see lam fair! The buttons of the coat —they were well painted. I kiss my hand to them. They were great.” There was a Peruvian bark. And a short stout and middle-aged man, fienor Beca Flore maybe—the very one who painted 1 * the picture—jumped up from another table and the fight was on. The fist of genius flew against the chin of genius. M. Gilbert wavered and took the tablecloth and spilled the haricots, the soup, the entrees, the Chateau Pape de Neuf, and a couple of bombs mocha that fortunately did not go oft. Then—as they do with the colors on their palettes—they mixed things up. Waiters parted them and there was no decision. Merely Caressed Erring Husband With Horseshoe BOSTON. —The best brand of luck Is the variety which has back of It the mailed fist, while the correct way to Impress a huSsband is with, a quick jab. These are the maxims tom from a lengthy oration of Mrs. JlpseSterling,

as read by her In the domestic relations court, pursuant to the appearance there of her husband, Henry Sterling. Mrs. Sterling explained that she had Issued a summons agginst Henry because he had failed to come across weekly with $5. Henry sandwiched In a little gossip about this point to the effect that he, Henry Sterling, was really the complainant in this case, and not his wife, and he wished a perpetual injunction against any more calls from her,

especially when she came in an armored state of belligerency to collect. “I ain’t had a cent from him In three weeks, judge,” explained Mrs, Sterling, “so I went to where he works and asked him, ladylike, for my sls. He grinned and said at present writin’ he was unable to remit nothin’ I told him if he knowed what was good for him he would come clean with those 15 bucks. He laughed at me, and then I just had to band him one in the mouth.” “It was a piece of iron she handed me, your honor,” broke in Henry. “She banged me across the head with a piece of iron and says that’s her visitin' card she’ll leave with me.” “Madame, you certainly had no right to hit your husband with a.piece of Iron,” warned the magistrate, severely. “You might have killed him.” “Aw, shucks, judge," returned Mrs. Sterling, “I was just playin’ like with him. That was only a horseshoe that I had took along for luck." Animals in Chicago Zoo Think as Sherman Did CHICAGO. —The proud old eagle may think he is the most patriotic form of animal life, but he has nothing on the bears and birds and things at Lincoln park. The bears at Lincoln park observe meatless day, in fdct, eatless

day, every Sunday and their Monday morning grouch is most pronounced. Every day is a wheatless day with the bruins. They get nothing but rye loaves which have been damaged in the making. "And the government’s making rules about the feeding of seeds to birds,” said Cy DeVry, keeper of the animals. "There isn’t a bit of waste in our feeding system nowadays and if we cut down the rations any more the animals are going tb begin to get

thin and temperamental as Russian dancers.” "When do the berrs hibernate?” DeVry was asked. DeVry replied, sadly and patiently, as though the question and answer were the oldest of'Old stuff to Mm: “Bears in captivity never hibernate.” Despite the curtailment of their rations and the fact that all good bears should be tucked away in a hollow tree sucking their paws at this season of the year, the Lincoln park bruins gallop around their cages like colts in* springtime, and when the bread cart comes along and gives them four loaves of tye bread each they hold a bear jubilee that stirs up all the rest of the "animals. At that, the denizens of the Chicago zoo are no worse off than their brothers and sisters domiciled in the menageries of the old world. They have all been put on short rations, and It has been said that some of' the animals that have been the pride Berlin zoological gardens have been sacrificed to furnish a meal for the hungry citizens of that center of the kaiser’s “kultured” realm. '.