The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, August 24, 1895, Page 16

16 THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SATURDAY, AUGUST 24, 1895. —_— MRS, DODGE TELLS A The Mother’s Narrative of the Battle for Death. NO ONE ELSE KNEW IT. She Says Her Son Adminis- tered the Chloroform to Her First. ARTHUR DODGE A PRISONER. He Threatens to Kill Himself at the First Opportunity—Story of Mrs. Gouldy. Arthur Dodge, the young man at San Rafael who took pains to notify his friends in San ancisco that he was about to commit suicide and then mailed the letters s0 that they could not reach the City until after the attempt was made, has recovered | from the effects of the poison he took | Wednesday night and Thursday morning, | and is now in the custody of the Sheriff of Marin County. [ Yesterday morning, with dogged per- sistency, he expressed regret at the failure | to kill himself and his mother with the | Mrs. Josephine Dodge. | poisons, ana declared that he would yefi accomplish that end at the first oppor- | tunity. | San Rafael’s authorities are of no mind | to give him another opportunity for some | time to come. Mrs. Gouldy, the landlady | of the little vine-clad cottage on Ross | streat, where the Dodges had apartments, | swore to a complaint against Dodge, alleg- ing insanity, vesterday afternoon, and upon this complaint he was lodged in the County Jail. Ina day or twohe will be | examined by the Lunacy Commission and probably committed to the asylum at Jkiah for a term. Meanwhile he will re- main in the custody of the Sheriff. Dodge does not care to talk much about the occurrences of Wednesday night and Thursday morning further than to regret that the poison did not work. “I blundered at the job,” he said yester- day afternoon. ‘I have been a failure at everything else, and even failed to take my own life. Well, I shall try again. There are better ways than poison. I'll not blunder the me.”’ He looked ill yesterday in his cell in the County Jail, and one who saw him found it easy enough to believe that he had taken overdoses of mor{;hixm and chloroform. He wore a straw hat-and a shabby linen duster buttoned tight to his throat, evi- dently hiding the absence of linen. He shook visibly whem he rose, and there was even a slight but continuous muscular contraction when he was seated. He was very nervous and nTParPn(ly very weak. Mrs. Josephine H. Dodge, his mother, does not show the effects of the poison she says she swallowea and inhaled as much oes her son. She is a woman of about , evidently well educated, of polite man- ners and rather a good conversationist. As she telked to THE CALL man yesterday there were no traces of previous sufferings on her face, though it was rather pale, and she seemed a ‘trifle nervous. Evidently she is perfectly sane, but this fact only Tenders her statement the more remarkable. “We: have been contemplating this act for nearly a year,” she said. “My son has been in bad health, and we have had _all sorts of bad luck in a financial way. His father was a surgeon in the army and died when Arthur was about a yearold. My father was a man of considerable means, a | lumber merchant of Maine, and we have | well-to-do relatives there. We had ap- | pealed to them for help, but they turned their shoulders upon us, and for the last | year or so our prospects have been the | gloomiest. | *We paid $1500 for the San Miguel | Courier, and after the dry seasons had made it impossible for us to hold it any longer, sold it for a mere song. Since then | everything my son tried seened to fail bim, and we have often thought of the al- ternative. “A week or so ago Arthur told me that he was going to give up the struggle. I told him to keep on, and tried to cheer bim up. But our funds were gone, and all the cheer that I could give him was sor- rowful enough. “We were expecting that he would geta clerk’s appointment at San Quentin, but Governor Budd’sillness, Lthink, prevented that. “Whenever Arthur spoke of death I urged bim against it and tried to convince him—almost contrary to my own judg- ment—that such a course would be cow- Finally he said to me one day last week : “ ‘Mother, I will go offin the woods some day and kill myself and you will know nothing ahout it till they find my body.’ I could not bear the thonght of tnat— of him lying there in the woods dead. Perhaps .hey would not find his body for | many days. Rather than have him do this I told him 1 would die with him. I had nothing to live for and I thought what a great relief it would be to both of us. “Sunday he was quite despondent and wanted to do the act then. We had noth- ing to eat. He bought some rice and we soaked it in water and drank that. Since Sunday, that is the only food we bad. “I had written to Warden Hale and was waiting for an answer. I asked Arthur to wait a day or two until we could hear from San Quentin. ‘If the answer is unfavor- | able, we will die together in our rooms,’ I told him. “Well, the answer was unfavorable. Warden Hale wrote that Governor Budd had not recommended Mr. Dodge for a position there. It was Monday afternoon when we got the letter. Then we made onr_[yluns for suicide. . “Tuesday Arthur went to Mrs. Gouldy's sister and_borrowed half a dollar. \%e wrote to Dr. Sawyer, asking him fora prescription for morphine, telling him that we wanted it to use as a medicine. When the prescription came Arthur spent his 50 cents in getting it filled at the druggist’s, We were ready then, but we waited an- other day, knowing that our landlady, I think her relatives have treated ber shamefully. Kate Douglas Wiggin, the authoress ‘and kindergarten-teacher, who recently married a very wealthy New York man,is a niece of Mrs. Dodge and the first cousin of Arthur. “So faras I know the young man was very steady and sober. When not in | search of work he remained at home and REMARKABLE STORY. Mrs. Gouldy, would be away from home on Wednesday. ‘ | wrote.” | ‘““At about 6 o’clock Wednesday night | e e | we swallowed the morphine pills and laid | BOYS' BRIGADE OFFICERS. | down to struggle with the world no longer. | A little later, fearing that tho «ose was not | qpe Eastern Idea of a Smaller Number | large enough, Arthur got the bottle agam | toBo: Dlscuited i cte: an we took as much more. A . | 7T suppose \\'elmok too much, for atter| Representatives of the Boys’' Brigade we had been unconscious awhile we began | from all the counties around the bay will | vomiting. Then we took what was left in | meet in the Y. M. C. A. building next ihe bottle. Idon't know how much that Monday night. was, but it was either too little or too much, | The most important matter to be taken e e e ek 1 it o, we. g | up will be a discussion of the advisability severe pains and spells of vomiting, but | of doing away with all civil ofhcers in !.he the end we wanted did not come. organization above the company, leaving “Almost as soon as 1t was daylight my | only the military officers. | son rose and went out. When he came | "y ¢ne East the higher civil officers have | back he told me he had borrowed 50 cents i 5 | from the_barber, a man named Hock, I | been abolished, but here it is thought by | believe. With this he had purchased two | many to be unwise to drop those whose | bottles of chloroform. g work is connected with the spiritual well- | . “Surely with this we could gain the ob- | being of the young church soldiery, while |livion we sought. Arthur gave itto me | iy the main the higher military officers are | first. Tlaid on the floor. He saturated a | petter qualified for military training than | handkerchief with the fluid and placed it | for religious teaching. | over my mouth and nostrils. Then he | On the same evening a State secretary of | covered my face and head with the rugs. 1| the Boys' Brigadewill be elected, Brigadier- | am sure 1 cannot tell why it failed, for | GeneralJ. H. Russell the present secretary, | when the rugs were over me I could not | having tendered his resignation which breath atall. will be accepted Monday evening. Dr. F. |, “Then be administered the chloroform | K. Tedyard, the State president of the or- | to himself in the same way. I was uncon- | sanization, which numbers about 1600 scious fora time. I can’t tell how long, oys of different churches, will be present | but when I recovered and took the rugs off | a¢ the meeting. | my face I saw Arthur lying on the floor and writhing as though in pain. I got up and tried to fasten the bedclothes tight about his face so that the drug would work, but he struggled so that my heart failed me and I uncovered him. “We had only used the first. bottle. attempt again. He saturated the hand- kerchief and placed it eyer my face and then piled on the rugs ana the bedspread, and Ivery quickly lost consciousness. It must have been about 2 or 3 o’clock in the afternoon when I awoke. Arthur lay still and unconscious on the tloor. His jaw had dropped. and I thought he was dead. I did not begrudge the poor boy his peacefulness and rest, and was satisfied that he, at least, had found the end we botéx courted. But by and by he recov- ered. ‘‘He wept bitterly when he awoke, and cursed the fate that denied even the solace of death to him. We had not exhausted all the chioroform. There was vet a razor | in the bureau-drawer, but I could not bear the thought of that. ‘“‘Arthur seemed to think of that the same time I did. T asked him not to use it, but he seemed determined. It was dull and rusty, and hacked the flesh rather than cut it. e cut the veins on his wrist. “ ‘Mother,’ he said, ‘God will surely let us die. We can at least bleed to death.’ *‘He wanted to cut the veins of my wrist, but at the sight of blood I shrank from the | thought of the physical pain the wound would give, and would not let him cut my arm. ‘*“The wound on his wrist was not deep | enough. He bled a little, but then the blood coagulated and closed the wound. It | was nearly dark now. both tired and very ill. I could scarcely raise m “Then I slept until this morning and do not rememberanything more.” Such is the remarkable story told by Mrs. Dodge to Tue CALL man yesterday afternoon. She told it quite calmly as | SHE EVADES WARRANTS There was still another, and we made the | Mrs. Himmelmann Refuses Ad- mission to Sheriff Whe- lan’s Deputies. A. McLean, Her Former Hus- band, Thinks the Officers Are Negligent. A. Mrs. Jennie Himmelmann, the divorced wife of A. A. McLean of this City, is caus- ing her former husband no end of trouble. Sheriff Whelan and his deputies are also much worried by this lady’s conduct, though their discomforture arises from her unwillingness to be arrested. Mr. McLean, however, is of the opinion that his ex-wife enjoys the confidence of the deputies sent to arrest her to such an extent that they are unable to properly perform their duty. According to the husband she has a peculiar knack of getting around people, hence the inability of the officers to serve the warrant. In 1891 Mrs. Himmelmann secured a divorce from her then husband, A. A. McLean, the court awarding the children to the mother. Some months after this she married W. D. Himmelmann, with whom she lived in apparent happiness for over a year. One child was born to them, and now that child is without a mother, | because Mrs. Himmelmann has left her second husband. The child is cared for by Himmelmann’s mother, while his wife is secreted in the home of her mother, MRS. JENNIE HIMMELMANN, though talking of some very ordinary and everyday occurrence. All the horror of it she seemed to have no realization of what- ever. And Mrs. Dodge, a small woman, mild in face and pleasing in manner, with a soft, feminine voice, telling this tale of describing that prolonged and persistent battle against life, seemed to her listener to be the most incongruous being in the world. Ifthat tale is true, if this gentle- mannered woman and her grown son bar- ricaded themselves in their rooms and thén went through all these terrible strug- gles to end their lives—and failed ut- terly—their physiognomy is a lie at least, and Mrs. Dodge hides the physical courage of a tifer under an exterior that is alto- gether feminine and ladylike. It appears now that the circumstances of this tragic battle with life were such that no third person can vouch for its ghe”principals themselves to substantiate itall. . Certainly the couple were very noor, and itis said that they were also cursed with a pride beyond the limits of their purse. ““It was all pride,” says Mrs. Gouldy, the landlady. ‘“No one need starve in my house. There were plenty to help them had they made known their need. “But how was I to know that they were hnn%ry or thatthey meditated taking their own lives?” said Mrs, Gouldy yesterday. “They came to my house about five months ago, and until the 1st of August they were i their rent. hen they engaged the rooms they paid for them in advance, and at the end of each month the money was always forthcoming for the next—until this last month. “Then Mrs. Dodge asked me if I wounld mind waiting a week or so for my rent. She told me that they had no money, but expected some from Telatives in the East, and if thatdid not come they would sell some things tol%ay me, “I told Mrs. Dodge that I could wait for my money. I never troubled them for it, and would not have done so for a long time to come. “T liked Mrs. DOdPe very much. Sheis an'educated and cultured woman. She is very clever with the pen and wrote sketches and stories, but failed to find a market for many of them. The neighbors and all of us thought a great deal of her and would have been only too glad to have been of some assistance to her had we known how badly off she was. But she never told us a word of it, exceptina general way. And how could ‘we know that they lacked even food ? ““Mrs. Dodge is very well connected, and horror. telling of all those black hours and | romptness itself in paying | | Mrs. Maggie E. Meickell of 15251 Market | street. It is at this point that Cheriff Whelan drops into the case and also the complaint of McLean against the earnestness of that officer’s deputies. “In March of this year,” said Mr. Mc- Lean yesterday, “I was granted permis- sion by the court to visit my children once each week between the hoursof 1and5 ?.». I made several efforts to do so, but each time was refused admittance. The court then cited her to appear and show cause why she should not be held in con- tempt, but before the papers could be served she had left the City and gone to Coulterville. The papers were finally served, but she ignored them entirely by going to Stockton. A few weeks ago she returned to the City, taking up her resi- dence at her mother’s, 152514 Market | street. ““On the 8th of this month Judge Seawell truthfulness. There is only the word of | issued a warrant for her arrest, returnable |at such time as her hody could be pro- duced in court. Deputy Coyle visited the house on the 10th and 17th, and on the last visit he managed to effect an entrance to the house. My former wife denied being the woraan wanted, but when Coyle sug- igsted that be would take her anyway, she geed permission to retire for a few mo- | ments in order to properly fit herself for the trip. “‘It is needless to say that she never re- turned, and I consider Coyle woefully neg- ligent in. allowing her to escape. Since that time no effort to my knowledge has been made to serve the warrant. Vghnt 1 cannot understand is why the deputies do not make a determined effort to serve the warrant.” AN EXPENSIVE SPREE. One of Raphacl’s Big Windows Broken by an Hilarious Youth. R. Gocker,a young clerk in a jewelry- stora, while skylarking with a friend last night, broke one of Raphael & Co.’s large plate-glass windows. He was arrested by Captain Wittman and Officer W.J. Mul- lander, taken to the California - street police station and booked for malicious mischief. His bail was tixed at $500. Gocker contended that the affair was purely accidental and that he was on his way to make himself known and to pay his share of the damages when arrested. ———— Sheikh Senussi, who, with the Sultan of Wadei, is carrying on war agamnst the Kl:ln[il?, has tmme l:l(l)! v&ly into n’lgnrtur, and is trying to reach Omdurman th west by way of Kordofan, sy I A COLOR LINE AT COLMA William Mitchell, the Only Negro in the Township, Rebels. MANY YEARS OF PERSECUTION. Tales of Polsoned Cattle, Rowing Nelghbors and Courts and Law Suits. There is a color line being drawn at Colma, the little town just across the line between San Francisco and San Mateo counties. Arrayed upon one side are nearly all the citizens of Colma Township, and upon the other is William Mxtcl?ell, the only colored residentof the section, and his family of seven. Mitchell lives abouta mile out of the town of Colma. He keeps a hogx:anch upon the slope of a steep hill, and his en- tire farm consists of ten acres, six of which he owns. He has been in the vicinity for seventeen years. Since sixteen years ago, he says, he has been persecuted by the people living near him, and his reputation has been going from bad to worse at a much faster rate than he could keep up with, even were he so inclined. In the town, people are warned not to go near his place if they care for immunity from bird shot, and 'his cleanly whitewashed buildings, perched upon the the sidehiil, are designated as shanties. They do say, however, that he keeps good chickens and pigs, and that he pays hisbills. Mitchell cleims he can get no justice from the law and courts of San Mateo County nor from his neighbors. He has been before the courts himself often enough to become well acquainted with them. He intends to stay on his hillside, however, despite the efforts which he says are being made to get him off, and in order that he may not suffer in secret he has prepared a statement of grievances, which he intends to send to his people all oyer the country. The document is a peculiar one. It tells a tale of persecution which, if even the half be true, gives justification enough for all the acts his neighbors charge against him. According to his statement the first trouble he got into was with twenty-six men, who wanted to mob him because of some legal difficulties he had become in- volved in with one of his neighbors. The case against him was dismissed— it was a charge of disturbing the peace—and regularly every few months after he would be served with other warrants for the same charge and from the same per- son. Then he commenced suitagainst the Judge to have him prohibited from issuing useless warrants against him, and the only satisfaction he obtained was a bill for $56 costs. 3 3 Then he tells how his horses were pois- oned, seventeen head of them, as well as two cows and five dogs. Then his chil- dren were abused and insulted to such an extent that, he says, he had to take them from school. He thrashed one of the boys of the neighborhood for abusing one of his children and a warrsnt promptly fol- lowed. He pleaded guilty and was fined the sum of $5. L i Later on, he says, some of his neighbors shot two more of his dogs, and polluted his spring, and when he went to complain the father of the boys assaulted him. He had a warrant sworn out for the man’s arrest, and the case came upin the San Francisco Police Court. In_the meantime warrants charging him with disturbing the peace were obtained in San Mateo County until he could not grogecute his case in the San Francisco Police Court, and the man went free. z He tells, too, of a neighbor coming into his grainfield and beating it down, and how he ordered the intruder off, and re- ceived only insults until he thrashed the trespasser. Another warrant _followed and a fine of $60 came after. Then his statement re- cites a course of fence-breaking, impound- ing of cattle and general ill treatment, and winds up with an announcement that he will stay on his place in spite of all. Mitchell is now awaiting trial for drawing a gun on one of his neighbors and threat- ening to shoot him. Mitchell simply denics that he ever did such a thing. Singularly enough, Mitchell's nearest neighbor, Joseph Epson, a hog-rancher like himself, has nothing but good to say of the man on the hill above him. When Epson’s wife was sick he says no one could have been kinder to him than Mitchell and his family. They tended the sick woman, while the boys helped drive back the hogs that would get out of their pens, milkeg the cows, fed the stock, and were always on hand to do whatever had been left undone, “When I came here first,” said Epson, I settled, as you can see, on the best piece of land Mitchell had. I was told I would have trouble with him, as he would make an ugly neighbor. Since I have lived here we have never had a bit of trouble. My hogs and cows get on his place now and then, but he drives them back without a word. I never heard of him threatening to shoot any one, and I think if they let the man alone he would be all right. I have never done any favors for him and have never paid him for what he has done for me. I have never had a better neigh- bor.” ‘ Another of Mitchell’s neighbors, named Browns, with whom he got into trouble because Browns shot his vpigeons, was beard to say that if he had let Mitchell alone there would have been no difficulty. Personally Mitchell is a tall, intelligent- looking negro. He talks well, and if he bears any malice toward his neighbors no look nor word shows it. In the statement of his grievances he makes charges and mentions names without hesitation, yet it is a temperate document. HE PICKED HER POOKET. Henry C. Lockwood in Jail, Charged ‘With Grand Larceny. As Mrs. M. A. Arnold was entering the Grand Southern Hotel at the corner of Seventh and Mission streets on Tuesday morning her pocket was picked of a purse containing $40, which she had placed there while she unlocked the front door. Three men were concerned in the theft. One man secured the purse and handed it to a confederate, who ran into_the gateway of 1065 Mission street and tried to enter the basement door. Failing in this he reap- peared on the street and handed the empty purse to Mrs. Arnold, who had pur- sued him. The third man, who, pretending to be a special officer, had chased the first along Minna street, returned with his “‘prisoner’’ at this juncture, and in the resu ting con- fusion confederate No. 2 escaped. The ‘‘special officer” started for the station with his prisoner, but never reached his deétm’rtl\]on. 4 i n ursday Detectives Dillon and Crockett and ‘Officer O'Connell arrested Henry C. Lockwood on suspicion of being concerned in the affair, and yesterday Mrs. Arnold positively identified him as con- federate No.2. A charge of grand lar. ceny has been dpla_ced aga&mst him, Lockwood admits his share in the crime, but claims that he took no money Imu{ the purse before returning i e, returning it to Mrs, — e AGAINST OONTRAOT STEVEDORES McNear Ins on Chosing th Load His sm;-‘. S G. W. McNear does not approve of the system of contracts by which ship-owners let out the thousand and one varieties of work which the presence of their vessels in p:n requires, and he has broken through the custom by dischar, ing the contract stevedores who have gen loading his wheat at Port Costa and hiring others to do the work, That means that he has got a fight on his hands and the outcome of the struggle is being closely watched along the water front. . The contract system has been carried to fre“ lengths here of recent years, particu- arly by the owners of British ships. Their agents make contracts for nearly every- thing a vessel may need while in ;i»ort. certain stevedore is engaged to load the ship each time it is in rt. A certain boatman is contracted with to carry the captain between the vessel and the shore. One doctor secures the contract to treat the sick, and a certain tug company does all the towing both inside and outside the harbor. The system is very unpopular with those who have no pull across the Atlantic, McNear's fight was caused by the fact that a certain vessel, as loaded by the con- tract stevedores, did not carry so much barley as she should and was not weighed down to the water-line by three inches. McNear, however, had to pay in tonnage what the ship could carry, and he is said to have been out of pocket $1000 by the faulty loading. ATRICAN ENDEAVORERS. A Series of Entertainments at the Third Baptist Church. The Christian Endeavor Society of the African Third Baptist Church is holding a series of entertainments in the basement of the church. The series commenced on Monday evening and will continue through the coming week, closing on Friday. The room is furnished with a hali- dozen National booths: Mrs. Dora Mol- teno and Mrs. Bella Craven pre- side at the Russian booth; Mrs. Jennie Booze and Mrs. Frances Tyrrell the Ice- land; Mrs. Katie McKee and Miss Olivia Molteno the Chinese; Mrs. Sarah Petious, Miss Jennie Parker, Miss Anna Ferguson, the Moorish. The Junior Endeavor Society is in charge of the Arabian, and the Misses Ivy Gibson and Lilly Williamson of the old curiosity shop. A model of a Greek temple completes the attractions, except the evening programme, which consists of literary and musical exercises. Last evening the Assembly Club fur- nished the programme, and an “electric drill,” in charge of Velmes Mead, was one of the features. George E. Duncan Jr. is president of the Endeavor Society, and to Charles R. Per- sons is_due the credit for the arrangement of the bazaar. The entertainments are given for the purpose of contributing something towurd the payment of the church debt. TWO PATRIOTS IN A RO, A Haughty Son of Spain Re- fuses to Put a Shine on “a Cuban.” The Combatants Were Arrested. Now Only a Damage Sult Can Settle the Question. Ceesar Cervanti came swinging out of the Christoforo Colombo restaurant the other day with a generous smile of satisfaction on his big, round face. He bhad enjoyed his meal as the feast of the month. His eye litupon his bootblack-stand. Aha, a customer. Business was good. Cervanti's smile grew more expansive. He approached his stand with the airy step of a Spanish cavalier. Suddenly some- thing 1n the cut of the customer attracted his attention. “Sapristi!” he hissed. “Ees it?” And he began to tiptoe toward the stand, his elbows pumping up and down in his fran- tic efforts to make no noise. The customer’s head and shoulders were buried behind a big newspaper which he was intently perusing. He was as inno- cent of the irate Cervanti's approach as the dog asleep on the first assistant shoe- shiner’s coat. Cervanti stealthily tiptoed near enough to get a close view of the cus- tomer’s shoes. Then his eyes bulged with rage, his face flushed, his short-cropped hair rose on end and he looked like the en- raged Othello about to eat up half a dozen fufi grown Hyrcanean beasts. “Diablo!” he yelled. With one bound he had smashed down the inoffensive newspaper from the face of the astonished customer. “Diablo!"” he roared again, and with one mighty clutch he seized the coat collar of the gasping customer and before the “Dia” came out in the next “‘Diablo,” the gasping customer was whirling in one wila circle. He swung around Cervanti in three cyclonic whirls. Then the mad Spaniard let go and the air-splitting cus- tomer went shooting along the sidewalk, his heaa plowing a beautiful furrow till he fetched up against a hitching-post with a resounding bang. “Ha! ha!” laughed Cervanti, purple with sated rage. The thud against the post evidently brought the astonished customer to him- self. He got up slowly, wiped the tears, dirt and stars from his eyes, and in his turn began to dance in a rapidly rising rage. F‘Ha," he cried. “Wha for, why you do zees?” “‘Cuba, bah!” hissed Cervanti, brandish- ing both his fists as he danced before his bootblack-stand. ‘‘Spain, bah, to you,” retorted the angry customer, contemptuously. *‘See, for you, I snap my fingers, s0,” and he snapped his fingers with all tune derision and contempt he could put into the snap. *Oh, from such a Cuban, from such a— a—outland man. Diablo, it is too mucha!” shouted Cervanti, fairly dancing up and down 1n his rage. Then turning to the rapidly gathering crowd he said: *‘Already I have told him many times no Cuban shall sit on my stand while the miserable island rebels against my native land. He rebels against me. he defies me, the low born.” “Liar!” yelled the dancin from his side of the walk. “Slave-driver of a Spaniard. Cuba shall drive you whipped from her sacred soil. Bah, to you, base mongrel—only fit to black the boots of your betters; yes, most of all of Cubans. *‘To me!” yelled the enraged Cervanti. “‘He say this to me, Cmsar Cervanti. I will show him, so,”” he hissed, with a_hiss not to be outdone by a cobra with teeth tangled in molasses candy. ‘‘Down, Cuban_rebel,” and he made a dash for the intrepid customer. An officer came up a few seconds later and elbowing his way through the big crowd he separated what was left of Cer- vanti and hiscustomer under protest, Vin- cent Monge, Monge had Cervanti arrested for assault and the other day he was found guilty in the Police Court. Not content with this big revenge Monge has just filed in the Justices’ Court a suit against Cervanti for $299 damageés. “I will show him,” said the excitable little Cuban, ** such as he cannot with impunity say ‘bah’ to my country. We shall be free; yes, with certainty. . [ “Diablo,” 'Cervanti retorts. “It is the Cuban way. If he fights in the open where is he?” and Cervanti lays low bis hands, suggestively. “If his miserable country fiz%lbs in the open where is she? and ge makes the same motion. ‘“Till she bends the knee no Cuban shall sit on my "9;“1 and have his shoes biacked: No, not for $1ashine. Iam a patriot, I am. no Cuban.” ¥ thThe presfl;tscasio is ge e merits of Spain and U ) vanti and Monge are making extraordinary efforts to win it. customer A Family Jar. : GREAT AMERICAN IMPORTING TEA CO.’S Stores are selling N FRUIT MARD At greatly reduced prices. 1 dozen jars, pints, in box .. 1 dozen jars, quarts, n box. 1 dozen jars, half gallons 1n box. 80¢ I shine | men were away, 50c n‘m;’l had 60c nit. 15 FAVORED BY BURGLARS. A District South of Nob Hill Much Visited in the Last Month. NO CAPTURES BY THE POLICE. News of the Chretlen Robbery Leads to an Inquiry in the Neighborhood. The neighborhood round the residence of John M. Chretien, 804 Bush street, seems to have been particularly inviting to burglars during the last month. The house numbered 1in the diagram is Lawyer Chretien’s residence, which was entered by a ‘‘porch-climber’” Sunday evening, August 11. Owing to the secrecy imposed by the police, to whom the matter was immediately reported, the affair was not publicly known until an account of it appeared in yesterday morning’s papers. So far the detectives seem to have ac- complished nothing toward the apprehen- sion of the man, whose broad finger-marks and shoe-scratches are still plainly visible on the wooden pillar of the small porch at 806 Bush. The climb was an easy one and the step across to the little balcony at 804 was very simple. From an upstairs front room he took $60 in gold coin and ——— ) ¥ Jores v //y?]))" 4 A poil) ———— Masorn Sc. HoPKkINS INSTITUTF oF ART STANFORD RESIDENCE, e about $1000 worth of jewelry, full descrip- tions of which were furnished the police. No. 2isa large boarding-house. Nearly two months ago burglars entered a room on the main floor and secured a case filled with jewelry. The room was then occu- pied by a recently married couple, who were at_the theater when the raid was made. of silverware—wedding presents—all of which was left undisturbed, the thief se- lecting only the smaller and most valuable articles, among which were two gold watches and many pieces of jewelry. The policle have not found the burglar or the jewelry. 4 Oner}éunday evening about a month ago the boarding-house was again visited by a burglar. It was between 7 and 9 o’clock, while the occupants of the room were out for an evening stroil. Entrance had been ained through a window which bad been firoken in for that purpose. Only afew silver stickpins of trifling value were taken, for that was all the burglar could find. The boarders became apprehensive, and additional police watch was asked for. No. 3 is ex-Mayor Pond’s residence, entered Ly a burglar at 2 o’clock in the morning about a month ago. The man had climbed through a basement window and had got no further than a preliminary bracing of his nerves on a bottle of wine and half a cold chicken when he was frightened away by a policeman, No. 4 until récently was occupied as a boarding-house, but at present it is vacant. At 8 o’clock one evening about a month ago a man was seen to climb in a low win- dow opening on the sidewalk on Jones street, and the person who saw him hur- ried across the street and gave the alarm at the front door. The burglar bolted out through the window and made good his escape, taking a small satchel with him. The satchel belonged 1o a travelling man, and contained some papers and cards of little value. No. 5 is a private residence, iust above the home of Detective Stilwell, No. 7. Late one night not more than six weeks ago the engineer at the Bella Vista, across the street, noticed two men go irto the private passageway between these two houses. His suspicion being aroused he hurried further back into the basement where the engine is stationed and awak- ened his assistant to borrow his pistol. The two engineers together hastened quietly across the street and pressed the bell. When a woman came in response to their ring they briefly explained the situa- i tion, and agreed to stand guard on the sidewalk while she should sound an alarm from the rear of the house. But nothing moved in response to the shrill feminine command of ‘‘Get out, you scoundrels”’; and the watchers on ‘the front sidewalk made no capture that night. The household was aroused and the rooms lighted, but no evidence of burglars was found. About 8 o’clock one evening notlong aftarward the lady of the house was in the act of drawing down the parlor blinds pre- paratory to lighting the gas, when she saw two men at the little side gate opening into the passageway, and one was crouch- ing down. She raised the window and called out: *‘Get out of here, vou scoun- drels. This is the second time you have been here, and if you come again I shall shoot without warning.’’ One was a tall thin man and the other was thickset and not tall. They turned unconcernedly and walked down the hill, never giancing back; but as their pursuer followed she saw them enter a little blind alley a block below on the same street. But when she reached the opening in the alley the men were not in sight. No. 6is the home of F. H. Wood, that was entered by a burglar eight months ago, when $750 worth of jewelry was taken late one night from an upstairs room occu- pied by a married daughter of the owner of the house. The burglar was particularly bold, for he tried to take a diamond Ting off the finger of the sleeping invalid, who was awakened by his efforts and cried out for assistance. Though the police were notified, nothing has since n heard of that particular burglar or his plunder. The Woods residence is undergoing repairs and some additions are being made to the building, as Mr. Woods’ son, with his family, has recently come to share the home. Yesterday noon, while most of the work- a young man mns the front door bell and said he had come irom arded as a test of | Ickleheimer Bros. to get a kit of tools that uba, so both Cer- | was upstairs. Mr. Woods’' son had an- swered the bell. He'knew that the firm mentioned used to do all his father’s plumbing, but that another firm was em- loyed on this particular job, und he in- ignantly told the man that Ikleheimer Bros. were not doing the plumbing work. But before it occurred to him that he ought to have captured the sneakthief the Jurried away and was out of e is described as a young man of me- In the room there was a good deal | dium build and medium height and wear- ing a mustache, and withal having the general appearance of the tough. Gener- ally this description agrees with that of the man who escaped from No. 4 with a hand satchel. ¥ Recently several residents in the neigh- borhood of the Bella Vista have noticed three suspicious looking men lurking about the streets. The back yards of the houses in the black bounded by Bush, Mason, Pine_and Taylor streets are separated by low tight- board fences which form no barrier to the hasty gusage of a man entering the back yards by any one of the several little pas- sageways from the streets. ver_since Woods’ house was entered last winter the people along Pine street, from Leavenworth to Mason, have con- tributed monthly to provide a private watchman who paces in front of their houses all night. THE TYRO OLUB REORGANIZES. Prominent Catholics Unite in a Charit- able Cause. The Tyro Club, for many years a popu- lar literary and social organization of this City, has reorganized. The immediate purpose in reorganizing is to zive a high- class charitable entertainment on Novem- ber 22 for the benefit of the TUrsuline Sis- ters’ Indian Mission at St. Peter, Mont. The Sisters of this mission endured great hardships for several years in developing their station, and now support a great many Indian children and educate them in the ways of civilization. Owing to a material reduction lately in their income they are made the recipients of the club’s charitable efforts. The en- tertainment promises to be of a high or- der, and will include literary and musical features of excellence. reorganization meeting the officers elected were: Charles L. ner, resident; A. M. Whittle, vice-president; Charles McAnuliffe, secretary; G. 4 Maxwell, treasurer. A committee of arrangements was appointed, consisting of B. P. Oliver, Alfred R. Kelly, J. H. Gil- huly, J. B. Gartland, G. W. Ebner, McAuliffe, W. L. Whelan, Dr. Pescia, Matthew 1. Sullivan, Dr. Hughes, James McCormick, R. P. Doolan, C. A. Sullivan, F. McNally, T. I. O'Brien, A. M., Whittle, J. 8. Maxwell, John A. Stanton, John H. Sheenhan, T. H. Fallon, J. E, Fitzpatrick, J. P. Amos, W. H. Rickard, D. I. Mahoney, H. J. McGinnis, P. Boland, F. I. Kingwell, F. Shea, W.D. Shea, P.J. Lawler, Frank Hughes, T. B. McGinnis, G. A. Stanley. = The Circus Tigress Turns Ugly. The beautiful tigress Victoria, one of the main attractions of the big circus now running at Central Park, showed an ugly side of her temper last night. But for the presence of mind of Trainer James McElroy and the cool- ness of his assistant, George Ferguson, there might have been a tragedy in the crowded tent. The animal refused to go through her tricks, and finally turned on Ferguson, tearing his lez severely. McElroy shouted to Ferguson to stand firm, and _the beast was quickly sub- dued and compelled to complete her horse- riding “turn.”” " A thrill of horror ran through the spectators as the blood was seen streaming down Ferguson’s leg, but the assistant did not leave the cage until after the performance, when his wounds were cauterized. Victoria will be brought on as usual to-day and to- morrow—the last days of the circus. o “From Factory to Feet.” mainmn Came in the other day with a hesitating step and an inquiring look. He said: “I'd like to see how you can sell shoes at one-third less than retailers can.” He was a matter- of - fact business man and quite skeptical. We showed him how it was that we could retail shoes at Factory Prices, and he went away convinced— with a pair of our $4.00 Genuine Hand - sewed Caliskin Dress Shoes, sold in retail stores at §$6.00. We only ask a chance to convince all the doubters in San Francisco. Come to 581-583 Market street and see for yourself, Rosethl Feder & Co. SEAWALL LOT TO LEASE. OTICE 18 HEREBY GIVEN THAT BIDS ‘will be received by the Board of State Harbor Commissioners at their office, No. 10 Cahfornia street, in the city and county of San Francisco, State of California, up to and including the 5th day of September, 1895, for the leiting or leasing by said board of fractional block number seven (3) 14 said city and county of San Francisco, and bounded by Chestnut, Francisco, Montgomery and Sansome sireets, in said city and county. The bids must set forth the purpose or purposes for which the bidder desires to use said lot. Said_property will be let (o the highest and best bidder for a term not .exceed- ing twenty-five vears: subject, however, to the right of the board to reject any and all bids. Bids 0 be opened at the oflice of the board, as above designated, on THURSDAY, the 5th day of Sep- tember, 1895, at 2 o'clock P. M. J. J. KEEGAN, Secretary Board of State Harbor Commissioners, Dated August 22, 1885. How Clean How Healthy These Enamel Beds look, don’t they? And they’re so fashionable, too! We sell beautiful ones with brass trim- mings for =12~ INDIANAPOLIS FURNITURE CO. i ~ 750 Mission St. _j »