The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 28, 1895, Page 23

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, APRIL 28, 1895. 23 Long Ago. | Of all the beautiful pictures | That hang on Memory’s wall, | 1s one of & dim old forest, | That seemeth best of all: Not for its gnaried oaks olden, Dark with the mistletoe; Not for the violets golden That sprinkle the vale below; Not for the milk-white lilies ‘That lean from the fragrant hedge, Coquetting all day with the sunbeams, And stealing their golden edge; Not for the vines on the upland, Where the bright red berries rest; Not for the pinks, nor the pale sweet cowslip, It seemeth to me the best. 1 once had a little brother 7ith eyes that were dark and deep, p of that olden forest. h in peace asleep; the dawn of the thistle, the winds that blow, amed there the beautiful sammers, summers of long ago: his feet on the hills grew weary, nd one of the autumn eves ade for my little brother A bed of the yellow leaves. his pale arms folded My neck in & meek embrace, As the light of immortal beauty Silently covered his face; And when the arrows of sunset Lodged in the treetops bright He fell, in his saint-like beauty, Asleep by the gates of light. Therefore, of all the pictures That hang on Memory's wall, The one of the dim old forest Seemeth the best of all. AvicE CARY. Books About Children. The children have cause to rejoice 1 the s from across thata complete man- t volume, entitled, *‘Letters to a Boy velve,” has been discovered among mpublished manuscripts of Robert is Stevenson. Zangwill credits Stev- | with having set the fashion of liter-{ interest in the child’s psychology, and Is books about children as distinct| ym children’s books, a new and delight- 1 nook in literature. | Mrs. Frances Hodgson Burnett's books have made much laughter and many | appy tears on two continents. Child na- ture and the love of it seem common to the nations, and Mrs. Burnett’s books have been translated into several lan- gt ‘The One I Knew Best of All”is| ty little bit of autobiography, full of | revelations of childish sufferings and fears | that ought to teach a lesson to those | grave ‘“‘grown-ups’”’ who have forgotten | that sensitiveness is peculiarly a childish | trait and that there is no tragedy like that | which comes to the child without perspec- tive. “How Fayntleroy Really Qccurred” isa charming blography of a child and full of touches of good old-fashioned mother-love. Of the little new arrival bis loving mother write | | | | | | e were sure that the new member of the family aporeciated the difficulty of his position. We wondered if he had under- stood when he had heard us refer to him | as “Little Calamity.” After a few days’ acquaintance with him_ we were afraid he had and felt a delicacy in using the term, which we had at first thought rather a good | joke. Dear Little Calamity, how often we | have spoken of that misnomer since. | From his first hour his actions seemed | regulated by the peaceful resolve never to | be in the and never to make any one | uncomfortable. * * * The unflinching- | ness with which he devoted himself to the fineart of infant fascination was really worth reflecting upon. At 30 there are numerous methods by which a person may prove that he is worthy of affection and ad- miration; at 3 months his charms are lim- to a good digestion, a tendency to mnolence and an unobtrusive temper.” “Thinking Lessons.”” Of course it is an English woman—an American woman would never have time— who has established the quaint custom of daily “‘thinking lessons.” The little ones sit on the floor and speak aloud each thought that occurs to them, relevant or not. The mother jots all down in shorthand, and she will, by and by, possess a volume of childish biography more valuable than the closest observer could compile. “A child 1 year old,’ said that Frenchman who studied his chil- dren with all the care that any scientist could bestow upon a bug, “a child 1 year old knows as much as an intelligent dog.” This man kept a diary in which he recorded the growth and progress of his Candidate for a * Thinking Lesson.” ¢hild from the day of its birth. No detail was too trifling to observe and study, and the effect upon the child’s mental develop- ment of its enviroument was to him a mat- ; ter of the gravest importance. Not too much faith is to be placed in school courses, in solid information, in thorough training and other myths which mutilate the lives of young children. The first aim is to give them a “wide and well-balanced interest in life.”” Herbart is the best philosopher on education. He used to begin with boys of 8 by teaching them the “Odyssey.’ His disciples use “Robinson "Crusoe” instead. In eny case, all the studies must 1‘!0 be added for sauce, more macaroni may be use place of meat and cereals. of stewed tomatoes, stewed long enough to be | lovel be connected with some natural human interest. Geography, arithmetic and lan- guage all come in practically—that is, to solve necessary problems which are forced upon Crusoe. 'I‘Sxisulluws the cuitivation | of the imagination and the true develop- | ment of morals. In the Herbartian system everything 0. e plan | have been carefully freed from put through a colander. Orange float for des™ sert (soft cup custard poured over oranges that ith). Supper.—Bread and butter and milk to drink, stewed apples, fiavored with cinnamon or orange. WEDNESDAY. Breakjast.—Oatmeal and cream. Dry toast, with ¢0ld, not melted butter. A little stewed potato. An orange. A glass of milk. Dinner.—Half & cup of chicken soup. One broiled lamb chop. Bread and butter. One baked sweet potato. Stewed onions with cream sauce. Plain or apple tapioca pudding. Supper.—Sweet buns or plain rolls, broken up in hot milk, with a light sprinkling of salt or sugar, as preferred. A dish of stewed prunes, or & glass of prune juice. THUBSDAY. Brealkfast.— Two tablespoonfuls of hominy and cream (half & cup). One serambled egg, Willtmm and butter. One apple. Glass of mitk. Dinner.—One cup of beel broth. Bread and butter. Spaghetti and milk, in place of meat and bread; a supplementary dessert being giv- en, as for instance, rice ndrf(ng. Stewed celery. Small saucer.of rice pud ding. 2 Supper.—Bread, butter and molasses, with as much milk as is wanted. FRIDAY. Breakfast.—A saucer of boiled rice, with cream and salt. Bread and butter. A bit of crisp breakfast bacon. An orange. Dinner.—One cip of beef broth, seasoned with celery broth of the day before. Well broiled, boiled or baked fish having white meat. Baked white potsto. One tablespoonful of stewed caulifiower with cream sauce. One egg cup custard, flavored with cinnamon. Supper.—Zwieback, stewed figs, bread, butter and milk ad libitum. SATURDAY. Breakfast.—Cracked wheat and cream. Glass | of milk or an egg, lightly boiled. Bread and | butter and a few figs or daies, or, for & younger | child, an orange. A leads up to religious ide isnotto find out God by definitions and dogmas but by personal relations. Morals must not be taught as parts of a code of Dinner—Half a cup of mutton-broth. tablespoonful of the white meat of a chicken |or a tender wing. Small saucer of apple | sauce. Macaroni, bread and butter. A coffee- « CURIOSITY.” [From the painting by Helene Gevers.] laws with arbitrary rewards and_punish- ments, but as the necessary conditions of life and work. Nursery Menus. One ot the greatest difficulties experi- enced in the nursery isthe providing of | sufficiently varied menus. Taking it for granted that those in charge of children | understand thoroughly the principles of dietetics, there is still a great deal of study required for the selection of wholesome Little of Life’s Hardships Do Flowers and Children Know. [From the painting by Helene Gevers.) combinations of food. The following illus- trative menus are given that they may as- sist in this direction, with whatever sug- gestion they may carry. They embody one week’s diet for an average chila of five, A little judgment and intelligent consider- ation can carry still further the principles involved. SUNDAY. Breakfast.—One tipe apple, pared and quar- tered. Two or three tablespoonfuls of well- cooked and well-selected oatmeal, with half & cup of sweet cream, and salt or sugar, as pre- ferred, according to the taste and condition of the child, nsing very little of either. A glass of warm milk. Bread and good butter. Dinner.—From 12 to 1 o’clock. Half a cup of beef broth. Bread and butter. One lamb chop, lightly broiled and cut in small pieces; or a piece of roast beef or mutton, with dish gravy. One quickly baked potato, broken with s fork, eaten with salt. Two tablespoon- fuls of boiled spinach, mashed througn a puree sieve. A few dates and a lady-finger for dessert. Supper—5 10 5:30 o'clock. Milk toast; one-half pint of hot milk seasoned with salt, sugar and butter, for three or four pieces toast. A few stewed figs. Bread and butter if ‘wanted. MONDAY. Breakfast.—Breakfast hominy and cream, Bread and butter. A sweetorange. A glass of warm cocos, half milk. Dinner.—One-half cup of mutton broth. Broiled, finely chogped steak, one Jarge spoon- ful, or one lamb chop, lightly brofled. iled rice, as much as wanted. Stéwed celery, with drawn butter. Gelatine, flavored with ‘choco- ln;e or nnisllhlor de!er':. e ‘upper.—Saltine crackers, broken in hot milk. Bread and butter. Stewed prunes. TUESDAY. Breakfast. — One tablespoonful of cracked wheat and cream. One poached egg, lightly done. Brown bread and butter. A ewg.mes or an apple. Dinner.—Hali eup of beef broth, made from come of the chopped steek and celery bits of the day before. A slice of roast beef with dish ravy. Macaroni, boiled i ted water, milk 1f meat is not available, d, as it supplies the Two teblespooniuls cup of junket, made with essence of pepsine (Fairchild’s) and one or two lady-fingersor 8 sweet bun one day old. Supper.—Bread, butter and honey, milk and & small piece of one-day-old Moravian cake. The above menus may be interchanged | to suit the general house supply and all | that is needed to give still further variety | | with the foods allowed is to study the pro- portions of the cereals, starches, broths, | meats, juicy vegetables, fats and fruits in | their relations to the menus given and to | regulate the quantities according to the | age ana condition of the child. It will be noticed that the quantities are indicated where certain foods are to be limited at each meal, leaving the others to be given according to the appetite of the child. With but few exceptions, tomatoes, figs bacon and dates, the articles mentione may be used for children from 3 years up, but the amounts given will be found to be more than is required for that age, as they are sufficient for a hungry child of 5.— Babyhood. Dorothy and Dolly. “Now dolly, vou are going to wear your very bestest dress to-day, 'cause the min- ister is coming to lunch, and everybody’s got to behave like a lady. Ministers just only likes ladies an’ angels, an’ they spose they’re something alike, 'cause they only sees ladies when they're all dressed up an’ is singin’ in church or else passin’ cake an’ things. The minister told auntie she looked just like a angel, an’ she ain’t, an’ if he saw her in the morning before she took down her frizzes an’ when she ain’t got no white stuff nor red stuff on her face he wouldn’t say so. “’Course you don’t know what is a min- ister, dolly, so I'll tell about that. A min- ister is something like God, only he smokes cigars. In the church he stands up high you 'most everything you want if you'll only stay out in the kitchen an’ keep still while everybody is eatin’ an’ talkin’ about how much they loves little children an’ flowers an’ things. “Come ’long, dolly, an’ we'll go in the parlor an’ tell the minister about auntie’s new shoes an’ what he’s goin’ to get to eat before anybody knows he's comed already.” Philosophy From Babyland. Mamma~I am sorry to say that poor old Brindle has had the misfortune to lose her horn. Little Dick—Oh, no, mamma; Brindle’s horn isn’t lost. I found it myself and put it in the woodshed. It was after the furnished cottaze was rented for the summer that Bobby’s life became a burden to him. It was “Don’t touch that, Bobby, it belongs to Mr. Cooper”’; or, *‘Be carefnl of that, Bobby, it is Mr. Cooper’s”; or, *‘Look out you not break that, Bobby. Youmust remem- ber it does not belong to us, but to Mr. Cooper.” s 3 One night he was standing at the win- dow, looging longingly at the rising moon. “Mamma,” hesaid anxiously, “mamma, does the moon belong to Mr. Cooper, too?” —Judge. Arthur was ill one day, and 3)&‘)5, who isa physician,senta bottle of medicine with a note of instructions. Mamma read the note and gave the small sufferer the maxi- mum dose mentioned. She even left the room for a time and ‘i:randmnmma came in, saw the bottie and the note of direc- tions and gave Master Arthur a second maximum dose. 3 The result was alarming. Papa bad to be summoned and vigorous measures adopted. When the excitement had sub- sided and Arthur was comfortable again, papa said: “‘Arthur, tell me why you did not say that mamma had already given you the medicine ?” “Well,” said Arthur, “I fought it would make me tick, but it tasted so good I wanted some more, so I dess keeped still.” Dickey was overheard saying his prayer the other eveningin this fashion: “Oh Lord, bless Johnny and Billy Doliday an me, and don’t let any of us die; butif any of us has got to die I'd rather it was them. Amen.”’—Chicago Tribune, IS SEIZED ONCE MORE Mrs. Fannie Rosenthal’s Store Closed by the United States. The Federal and State Courts Are in Conflict Over the Matter. A nice little question of law is now in dispute, the contestants being the Superior courts of San Francisco and the Federal courts of the United States. So far the authorities representing Uncle Sam have the upper hand and the State courts are out and injured. The bone of contention is the cigar-store and factory of Mrs. Fannie Rosenthal at 624 Market street. The United States in- ternal revenue officials charge that the place has been run in violation of the United States laws even though it is in charge of a receiver appointed by Judge Hebbard of the Superior Court. In conse- quence Collector Welburn and Marshal Baldwin went to the store yesterday after- noon and not only ousted the receiver ap- pointed by Judge Hebbard, but also locked up the place and sealed it. Mrs. Rosenthal has an interesting his- tory. For years she and her husband kept acigar stand and manufactory on Mont- gomery street, but not long ago they moved to the present location on Market street. The couple did not agree, and finally Mrs. Rosenthal secured a divorce on the ground of cruelty. Shortly afterward her husband died. Immediately after assuming control of the property Mrs. Rosenthal was be- sieged by creditors, and for a time it was thought she would have to close up the concern. Finally Judge Hebbard went to heras- sistance and appointed James Riley re- ceiver of the place. Shortl% afterward Chief Deputy Revenue Agent Thomas dis- covered that cigars and cigarettes were be- ing manufactured and sold without pay- ment of the internal revenue tax. A keeper was placed in charig and Judge Hebbard waxed indignant. He threatened to arrest Collector Welburn and the rest of his officers for contempt of court, if they attempted to seize the store, and there the matter rested for a time. The facts of the case were laid before the authorities at Washington, and the reply came back, “Do not antagonize the State authorities.” Full details were then sent on, and a couple of days ago instruction came from the Commissioner of Internal Revenue and the Attorney -General to seize the store and factory. According to the Collector of Internal Reyenue the receiver appointed by Judge Hebbard knowingly allowed Mrs. Rosen- thal to refill boxes, and further to take money out of the cash drawer to buy goods and carry on the business. Instead of closing the factory, the State ran it along on a bond furnished by Mrs. Rosen- thal, and now it looks as though the creditors will suffer. RECITATIONS AND SONGS. A Pleasing Programme Prepared by the Mercantile Library Auxillary. The members of the Mercantile Library Auxiliary are busily engaged in complet- ing arrangements for a musical and lit- erary entertainment which they propose to The Dignity of the Chair. an’ asks questions what nobody dasn’t an- swer, an’ sometimes he roars most as loud as thunder an’ wakes 'mK grandpa up. *‘An’ then why I think some more that ministers is somethin’ like God is ’cause one day I saw him eat nine biscuits be- sides piles an’ piles of chicken an’ jelly an’ cake an’ things. “Not anybody else could do like that, an’ if a little girl eats tod much they says she is greedy. So when you go downstairs wit! me, dolly, you must be awfly, awfly quiet an’ pertend you're good till after the minister is gone. It won’t be so dretful long, I guess. You can have some jest fy things to eat, or else they’ll give give on Thursday, May 2 One of the features of the occasion will be the introduction to a San Francisco audience of Miss Lillian O’Connell of New York. She is a pupil of Nelson Wheat- croft, director of the Empire Theater Dra- matic School in New York. Miss O'Con- nell’s elocutionary efforts and her dramatic ability have been highly commended by the dramatic critics of the East. At the entertainment of the auxiliary she will give three recitations—The Old Actor’s Story,” ‘‘Counting A‘!iple Seed” and “El Capitano.” Besides Miss O’Con- nell there are several others who will con- tribute to the evening’s programme. There will be 2 mandolin and guitar duet by the Misses Theresa and Lily Sherwood, a piano solo by Miss Jessie Kloopstock and a vocal solo by Miss Mabel Love. UNOANCELED STAMPS, Revenue Officials Are After Those Who Use Them on Empty Boxes. Ah Foot keeps a small store on Bush street, above Dupont. From it he supplies all the opium fiends in the neighborhood. Like a certain class of cigar-dealers, he has been refilling stamped cans, and was caught in the act by Deputy Revenue Agent Gilchrist. He is now under arrest for a breach of the Internal Revenue laws. Revenue Agent McLachlin has now is- sued special instructions to all his staff to arrest all and sundry who have empty opium cans or empty cigar-boxes with un- canceled stamps on in their possession. ———————— Campbell and the Captain, Captain Julian L. Waller of the First Troop Cavalry, N. G. C., appeared in Judge Camp- bell’s court yesterday to receive sentence for assault and battery committed on the 15th inst. on the person of H. Owens, a member of the troop. Fn fining the defendant $10 and costs Judge Campbell took occasion to remark that no o&ur,e ither in the regular army or in the National Guaré, had the right tg enforce discipline by blows, adding “that a private bad as muchright to live as & captain.” He gntloned Captain Waller it giving way his temper, SAXIE FISHER A Chip of the Old Navy. Saxie Fisherdied with theold navy. Not that the glorious ancient service is dead— it only passed from the eld to the new ship, and the iron spirit that worked the smooth-throated batteries behind the wooden bulwarks is to-day within the steel-clad turrets looking along the polished tube of the rifled gun. Saxie Fisher—strong, steadfast and loyal American sailor as he was—went away with the “little cherub that sits up aloft keeping watch over poor Jack’’ when the new Atlanta slipped into the water and led the way for the White Squadron which now bears the flag of Paul Jones, Hull, Decatur and Farraguc around the globe. He didn’t go intoabird like Paddy ‘White, who is roosting posthumously on the end of the Independence’s bowsprit jealously watching the “guards’ for fear with her. B Saxie wasn’t that kind of a man-o’-war’s- ship he quietly went dow 1 office and signed accounts,,got his ham- mock out of the netting, restowed and locked his diddy-box, got his black bag from Jimmy Legs, the ex-officio baggage- master, and went over the side, saying he was “glad to get clear of the old wagon.” Now, Saxie Fisher didn't mean any dis- remarkable what industry is_displayed along this line when the custodian of the tank is a jolly good fellow of the right cut. Saxie and his particular chum, Old Johnson, the quarter-gunner, passed a good lot of their time down in the forepeak where the paintstores were located and the con- tents of the alcohol tank ebbed low. It was noticed that the two ancient hulks were animated with a mysterious liveli- ness and went skylarking along the decks with the elastic spring of a golden youth in their old timbers. New stories were told around the 60-pounder on the to’- gallant forecastle when the stars were oming the wave and the ship was thread- infi the warm parallels of a summer sea. ut the keen-eyed lieutenant was noting the mystic dance of the painter and his chum ‘and the fountain of nectar stopped flowing. Fisher was solemnly told that the surgeon had poisoned the alcohol and the sailor who made his morning toddy | in his hammock until the ocean exnumed dead shellbacks. | Fisher turned over a new leaf, and was | tipped off with words that could only come | from a mind regenerate. But his repent- ance was too laie for material benefit. The | first time he was asked to mix a pot of | paint his_woeful deficiency in his new rat- | ing became manifest, and his ‘‘crow” took \wings and flew away. He never could be AN OLD-TIME FRIGATE, respect to the vessel or the service when he spoke in this manner. He had begun his naval life a powder monkey at Vera Cruz, and he often said some of the solid shot he helped to pitch at Santa Anna were sticking in the walls of San Juan de Ulloa yet. He served through the Civil War with honor to his country and with credit to himself, and was never known to complain, or, as that performance is best known, growl. He always loved the ship that carried him over life’s tough billows, he said, and when he called her ‘‘a wagon” with a big. bad D, he was speaking of her, his only sweetheart, in the tenderest way he could. Fisher was different from his contem- porary, Paddy White, who, when he did speak—which was seidom—gmwl?d. He erowled at the bright, warm sunshine that dried his ‘‘scrub-and-wash’ clothes on the line, and even at the wind that blew him along. Fisher was always good na- tured, always happy and always talking. His favorite theme was his old maid sister, to whom he sent his monthly money in Philadelphia, who, he said. was the homeliest woman this side of the Western ocean. Often when the softest of winds were wandering over the tropic sea, throw- ing up little ripples whieh the thin scimeter of a westing ‘moon was tipping with silver, and the idle sails far up in the semi-lighted spaces were waving in and heave of the ship, we would gather around the old man sitting on_the_breech of the 60-pounder and hear him dilate upon the beautiless features of that ever-traduced female. “Ah, my boy,” said he, looking along the shining wake of the sinking crescent, “that sister of mine always run me down, no matter what ship I was in, when she wanted to have a growl. 8he would come riding through the air on a squilgee-handle and always found me, whether I was in my hammock or at the wheel. I didn’t particularly object to her coming to me when I was turned in, because I could sleep through all her i‘awing. Bat when she came to the wheel along in the mid- watch, the wind abaft the quarter and the ship hard to steer, we had a cat-and-dog time. She would buzz in my ear until I was_blind and unable to see the compass. “One night I couldn’t stand it nng longer and reported her to the officer of the deck. Of course he couldn’t see her, and told me 1 was getting crazy. So Istood there and suffered while she fairly howled at me. I rollea the wheel to starboard and port, and 1 thought the ship weuld yaw her head off during that watch.” One of Fisher’s stock: stories was a visit she made to him when he was in the Sara- toga. He was out on the topsail yard one dark, stormy night reefing the sail, when his relative appeared, witchlike, standing on the studding-sail boom near him. The spar, jumping under the heave of the shi over the rough sea, would shake her off, and she woufd flutter through the air, try- ing to light on- the boom, with her feet stuck straight down like a gull’s. It was so amusing to Saxie that he laughed at the spectucFe. and she knocked him off the yard with the squilgee-handle she was ridiug. He luckily fell into the maintop, which was just below him, and euuped with a cracked head. He said she 'fot married when ehe was about nine and thirty, but being too young for a voyage in matrimony the cruise only lasted the afternoon, About dark her man jumped aboard of a b)icl‘xipper bound around Good Hope, saying he'd rather sail with Vanderdecken in the Flying Dutch- man forever and a day than live with that woman a week. ‘When Saxie Fisher went to the Essex, he was made ship’s painter. His abilities in the marine artistic line were limited to dipping a rag in a bucket of the ebon liquid, and: smearing it on the Essex’s black sides, but he told the first Iuff such remarkable yarns of his work with a brush in the “last ship” that he was rated and given a “‘crow,” as the eagle which etty-officers wear on their arms is called. 'he alcohol, which is & part of the paint- stores of & war vessel, is an object of in- tense desire on the part of the old shells. The tank which holds the delicious nectar is_jealously guarded by the equipment- officer, who knows the weakness forward for the pungent spirit. The shrewdest little schemes will be originated for the purpose of procuring a few ounces of the delectable raught for toddies. A bit of deck must shellacked with ocher and aleohol, a %un must be coated with a_mixture of alcohol and wax, or something must be done | whereby the precious liquid is needed. Itis out to the stately swing and pulse-like | persuaded to accept another billet, and did | unhonored and unsung. The incident of | his rise and fall furnished another theme | for long midwatch yarns upon the to’gal- lant forecastle when the night winds were humming sweet ocean glees through the | taut weather rigging and the tiny foam | bells were tinkling deep sea chimes against the bows. i In every navy-yard there is a gang of ownerless cats ready to slipdown the gang- 4 some other thing of the air will fly off | from that toxic compound would slumber | | penance as a simple bluejacket, unrated, | lank and take passage in some outward- und vessel. They are descendants of feline runaways from other ships that have moored at the wharves, or the castaways of ships that have gone out of commission and have been emptied of their living ireight. These four-footed orphans seem- ingly always knew when Fisher's vessel came in, and waited around on the docks for & chance to ship with him. And their instinct was unerring, for they ever found in him an indulgent and devoted master. Let the most wretched and starving kitten | creep tinforously in through an open port and it was soon found purring contentedly upon Saxie’s diddy-box, while its foster | sea-daddy was_energetically foraging among the messchests for his new protege. The only return he exacted for a whole vog_tge of slavish devotion to his pets was a eqlnent performance of the funny and uncatly antics he taught them. hey stood watch witb him at night, and played around his feet while he walked the deck on his cathead-lookout. When be was at the wheel, and, consequently, could not slu with them, they sat on "the quarter- eck and yowled in thewretchedness ot their abandonment. He swung his hammock low—that is, lengthened out the head and footlanyards, and slept in a bight,as he said, that his cats could turn in with him from the deck. Nor was he solely addicted to cats, for other helpless animals found se- cure harborage in his warm heart. He once brought a young squirrel aboard and the livelfi little creature, given the liberty of the whole ship, became a general favor- ite fore and aft. The captain decoyed it i into the cabin, where nuts and fruits grew man. Whenever he was drafted to another | the most uncompromising teetotaler in the | prodigally, and it wasliving in luxury until n to the pay- | ship, and his yarns, it was noticed, were | the skipper found that his small messmate | had chewed the bone buttons off his white | duck trousers. Then bunny went ashore | in disgrace. | Saxie Fisher passed a superannuated | hulk into some snug harbor whence he slipped his shore lines and climbed aloft. | This was well, for he would not have been fittingly quartered behind the plates oi | steel ‘and in the superstructure of the | metal fighting machines that took the place of the grand old frigate and saucy sloop-of-war that swept the waves of lon, ago. With the sail went the sailor, an the hands hard and_ borny from gripping the battery train-tackles and stowing the rebellious” storm-whipped canvas on the springing f'ards‘ The kind old hands that were ever lifted to help one of God’s help- less creatures, great and small,were crossed one above the other under his country’s drooping flag. And the stories he told in the deep midwatch in the to’gallant forecas- tle when the stars were silvering the quiet sea—and his life story—were told and Shxie Fisher laid still forever. Tom GREGORY. LORD ROSEBERY'S VERSATILITY, He Once Was a Racing Man—Wanted to Grasp at Everything. I first heard of Lord Rosebery as a bril- liant after-dinner speaker at literary and theatrical banquets. He then appeared to be a young man given naturally more to | literature and the drama than the dry | work of politics. He was looked upon as one who had more inclination for the pleasures than the bnsiness life. He wasa racing man, fond of the turf and of all that belonged to it. Now it is distinctly in favor of a man’s popularity in England that he should be a votary of the turf. The people do mnot desire that their leading statesmen should be ascet- jes. It is an additional attraction in a public man that he should be a lover of sport in one form or another. Many a sturdy Tory softened toward John Bright because he was known to be an ardent lover of trout and salmon fishing. Lord Rosebery has, indeed, a great many sides to his charactor. As Savage Lan- dor’s words put it, he ‘‘warmed both hands before the fire of life.” He stretched out eagerly for every wholesome occupation nn% amusement that existence could give | him. Other men of his station moved | along one groove and only one. The man of the turf was a man of tle turf and noth- ‘ ing else. The politician wes a p?\liticiun_ The_scholar lived with his boo But Lord Rosebery seemed to want to grasp at everything and to accomplish everything. This gave him a great start at the begin- ning, for it made him known in all circles. —Justin McCarthy, in the Forum. NEW Things thought good a year ago have been thrown aside for something better. This will hold good in the treatment of chronic diseases more than in anything else. A year ago diph- theria was considered an incurable disease; now methods have been discovered by which it can be quickly and surely cured. Each year diseases are rendered more curable and the cost of a cure less. Years ago catarrh was con- sidered incurable, and the only relief was a wash of salt and water and a change of climate. The methods of Drs. Copeland and Neal demon- strated that catarrh was not only curable, but the cost of a cure was less than the expense of a trip necessary for a change of climate. Last year Drs. Copeland and Neal cured catarrh bet- ter and quicker than ever before. Thisyear they have made discoveries that enable them to announce that they ean cure the disease quicker, better and cheaper than ever. It is with catarrh as with everything else; new rem- edies; new appliances and new methods are found that remove the disease mare effectually from the system. If other doctors have not dis- covered the safe, sure and quick methods of Drs. Copeland and Neal it is not Drs. Copeland and Neal’s fault. The field of study and inves- tigation is open to all. A cordial inyitation is extended by Drs. Copeland and Neal to all their friends and patients, old as well as new, to call and test the new treatment. It has passed the stage of ex- periment and has been demonstrated & com- Elele success, particularly in those cases which ave withstood the other and older methods of treatment. During the past week they have added to their already complete offices the new appliances, and are now ready to treatall those more stubborn cases which in the past have been thought incurable. It is to their financial interest, as well as their medical fame, to cure for one cured patient is worth many dollars of advertising. They have the best treatment and the new and direct means of using it. Testthe New Treatment. CAPTAIN POULSON’S EXPERIENCE. Exposure to the Elements Brought On a Long Train of Cartarrhal Symptoms. H. Poulson, Captain of the schooner Annie, ‘well and favorably known by nearly every one, and whose address is 417 Kearny street, states; CAPTAIN H. POULSON, 417 KEARNY STREET. “Exposure to all sorts of weather du the years that I have followed the sea broughtona NEW TO-DAY. TREATMENT FOR CATARRH, The Latest Improved Methods are in Vogue at the Copeland Medical Institute. The Latest Discovery of Drs. Copeland and Neal Enables Them to Cure Catarrhal Troubles Better and Quicker Than Ever—$5 a Month Re- mains the Only Charge for Medicines and Treatment. long train of cartarrhal symptoms,affecting the eyes, ears, nose, throat and stomach. I had se- vere aching pains in the head, my nose would be clogged up, and the mucus dripping into my throat caused hawking and spitting. The trouble extended to the bronchial tubes, caus- ing aching and darting pains through the chest to the shoulder-blades, an annoying cough and shortness of breath. My stomach became af- fected and I felt miserable all the time. I tried atent medicines, but nothing heiped me. I .gan & course of treatment at the Copeland Medical Institute and was relieved of all the symptoms. 1 now feel well again—much bet- ter than I have for the past twelve years. I 'i:hee:lr’(’uuy recommend Drs. Copeland and Neal. Testthe New Treatment. ALL DISEASES. The Treatment for All Chronic Diseases Is Only 85 a Month, Medicines Included. Are you afflicted with DEAFNESS? Do you suffer from DYSPEPSIA? Have you severe BRONCHIAL trouble? Are you a sufferer from ASTHMA? Do you suffer from RHEUMATISM? Do you sufter from HEART troubles? Do you suffer from LIVER complaint? Do you suffer from NERVOUS troubles? Do you suffer from any CHRONIC DISEASE? 1f you do, the only cost for all treatment and medicine is $5 a month, and no better treat- :nent is known than that of the Copeland sys- em. Test the New Treatment HOME TREATHMENT. Every mail brings additional proof of the success of the home or mail treatment. Test the New Treatment George Burns, Fresno, Cal., writes: “I did not think it possible thatI could feel so well again, but I am a different being. It is now three ‘months since I took any medicines, but gxeri I“F no indications of any return of the ouble.” If you cannot come to this office write for a symptom blank. $5 A MONTH. No fee larger than $5 & month asked for an; disease, Our motto “A Low Fee. Qi Cure, Mild and Painless Treatment.” The Copeland Medical Tnstitnt PERMANENTLY LOCATED IN THE COLUMBIAN BUILDING, SECOND FLOOR, 916 Market St, Next to Baldwin Hotel, Over Beamish’s. W. H. COPELAND, M.D. J. G. NEAL, M.D. SPECTALTIES—Catarrh and all diseases of the Eye, Enmn and Lu Nervous Dis- in eases, < Office hours—9 A. M. to 1 P. X., 2 t05P. 710 8:80 P. M. Sunday—10 A. M. 02 P. M. Catarrh troubles and kindred diseases treated successfully by mail. Send 4 centsin stamps for question circulars. S