The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, September 1, 1895, Page 13

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 1, 1895. 13 It was late at night. bing heart and iron pu beat but faintly. The last boat meda had iro below and st the t city now he he drove & touched a buttc Yet for all his inc was without a iy found en up 1 detail, ed up day omach had ‘et no more could i so very known that lem some ken to the field, or persistent search. what_was to he en the obliging t: e to this glorious th, had transferred Nothing; ns so soon as they | i | the bay. | Body almost naked. the late great Lord Beaconsfield, and I | forgot to return it, but literally devoured and when I met the son of its author and quoted pages of it to him, he almost literally devoured me with delight. But land sakes alive! if I were todig up the dead and buried newspapers up and down this coast. I was full first editor of one of them once, owner, too, and reporter and | type-setter; it was suppressed for alleged | treason. Treason! Poor lad, I didn’t know | the meaning of the word. But to get on with the body found in the bay. The foreman of the composing-room had entered, mallet in his right hand, stick in his left, and was eager to lock her up. “Read a little of that stuff; quick, now!” The bony hand hooked up the bundle of crumpled, greasy paper, and leaning almost against the little globe of light that hung from the wall read the great head- lines, slowly and with trembling voice: hother human body found floating in This time an entire body. Dis- covered by two Berkeley medical students. n An enormous_dia- | mond ring on the forefinger of the right prom- | i liter- | the man w All had been done that | mind hand. Positively identified as the body of the Mayor of Alameda.” The lean and leaning figure paused to take his breath and then said, “These, I think, should be the headlines, sir.”” “Headlines be d—hanged! I'll make the headlines; you give the facts.” “Twenty dollars.” ; The city and managing editor (I was both) measured his man in one-tenth the | timeittakes to say ‘‘Nebuchadnezzar.”” He began at that long, lean hand that hung out there from that long, lean arm asking for that $20. Hefollowed up the greasy, zlo black broadeloth sleeve till he came to the curving neck, the sallow, hol- low face, the black, glittering, restive eyes, the hooked, hunchbacked and enormous pyramidal nose. That nose settled it. “Read on—read on fast! I'll write the order.” “Spot!” “I knew it. A Jew of Jews!” And the | eager city editor dived down and brought IR old, silver, pencils, toothpicks. He | d about after dumping the debris on the table and finally borrowed some trom h the mallet, his luminous ablaze with huge | meantime all “SHALL I SEKIP MY HEADLINES?” ASKED THE OLD REPORTER WITH THE HUMPBACKED NOSE AND BONY HAND. r had surely »en, and tha ppened, his hated ng training in their teaches these bright nge in the dullness f news with-the precision of omer when measuring the stars; certainly as the dullest n count on the changes no more now. All that matter that had been slain and e, day after day, till shrouded, buried, indeed, with dust, will have ‘a sigh the city editor pushed the the other paper looking down at and lee: at his discomfiture. He rd a shu g tly to give the final order. n item; body found in the bay; dollars.” ng, hony hani, a long, lean arm, a ean and leaning old man hung above 1ty editor; and the “item,” at leasta zen pages of item in pencil, was laid un- his eager eyes. body in the bay? Bosh! We have had all that before. Getout!” And again the city editor assaulted the button, this time with his whole fist and force. jeces of a body, yes. But this isa iy; perfect state of preservation; few minutes in the water, and that him a body the body of the Mayor of Alameda, y at_the toes told : editor’s agitation. .For in matters 1ey the city editor must be cool. veteran under fire, and must not *01ICErN NOW. the long, lean man was hungry, and all his animal faculties were alert. He had heard the creaking of the boots; he f his money now. Yet the editor hiad never yet surrendered to a reporter on nd. Precious as time was he would dern , but for what fact?” ‘‘But for the fact that I wrote it with a pencil, sir, L This man; vas myself. Much as I should to write like the great first f all the 1ve Caesars, and save the gen- display of the great big personal pro- noun, it is better to set them up as thick as pickets around a garden fence than be sus- pected of trying to get revenge for having an article returned as “‘not suitable to our columns.” Yes, indeed, I was once, alas how briefly ! an editor in San Fran . You doa’t believe it? Well, perhaps you would not belie that staid and honest old Tom Magee, now the rich and respectable real- ate dealer, was once an editor here; but I was, editor and proprietor of the Led- er, and he rejected a novel of mine, now ost, and I borrowed a book of him, “The Curiosities of Literature,’”’ by the father of of his thumb against the button as | ly as if it had been the eye of his | tep and raised his head | is few boots and that | He | story of it before him. | 1 time that something | | | | I | e done; yet theenergetic city editor | gleaming, glittering and fascinating head- ines in funereal black that even the blind in the asylums must see and read. Thrust- ing the money down into the deep and hollow curve of that still reaching hand he thundered, as he chewed at his pencil and began his startling headlines, “Read on!” “‘Shall T skip my headlines? Don’t yon need them, sir?—took great pains with them, sir.” “Hang you and your headlineg! I want facts. Read on and read fast or drop that coin and getout.’” The tremulous voice arose above the scratching and rasping of the pencil. *‘As two young Berkeley students of Jewish extraction, pupils and personal friends of the distingnished Dr. McLean of the Cali- fornia uUniversity, were returning about the going down of the sun from a duck hunt on the south side of Alameda City they saw the large, bald head of a human body floating in the water near the shore. the head and the right hand were at first visible. The right hand was thrown up over the face and eyes as if to protect the head either from the sun or a mur- derous blow. On the forefinger of this right hand an enormousdiamond glittered in the setting sun and flashed above the dashing salt spray of the inflowing tide, and cast a soft and luminous—"’ “Cut the soft and luminous. Here (to the man with the mallet) take that por- vion of it. Here’s the head, too. Double column! Half page! Pack her with lead! See?” The man vanished. The editor rubbed his hands. He was radiant in the face, almost hilarious, as the man with the mallet rushed out. The poor old reporter with the pyra- midal nose raised his right knee and wrestled as fast as he could with his mass of paper. He had certainly taken great glory to bimself in putting that diamond and the dying sun in such close compan- ionship. Butnow, alas! and alas! he had to run a relentless pencil through four pages of his work. “Got her cut? Then Only five minutes left.’ The ancient child of Israel and lover of diamonds read on as fast as he could. “These two young medical students who first discovered the body floating in the water are of good family and cannot pos- sibly be held to answer in any way. The large diamond, still to be seen on the fore- finger of the body of the Mayor—" *‘On, Israel! Got all Iwantof the dia- mond; cut that!” “Cut, sir.” “Then go on! go on fast! faster!” «“The father of the-eldest of these medical smdents,is a shoe merchant of high stand- ing at—' EUpon my soul!” cried the editor. “The grancfather of the other and his grandfather as well,” read the reporter. “Qh, Abraham and Isaac! Will you let the Jews rest in their tombs! Cut the whole tribe!” “Cat, sir.” “Then read! "Read fast!”” ,go.on quick—man! human body floating in the bay, and while debating in their minds what was most profitable and safe to do they saw a small platform on the edge of the water above their heads in the boughs of a great oak. These ancient and noble oak trees of Oak- land and Alameda cities—" “Lord! Lord! Cut the oak trees of Oak- land and Alameda! Cut’em quick!’ - “*Cut, sir.” “Perched there among the boughs, and quite secure from observation, they fast- ened their eyes on this glistening and lorious diamond which was being slowly orne toward them by the incoming tide. The diamond shone with resplendent bril- liancy in the flashing and plashing spray. The dying sun laid his sword of gold at the feet of San Francisco, and then passed out through the Golden Gate in token of submission.” “Cut the gate and sword and sun and all that sentimental and infernal rot. Do you hear?”’ 3 **Cut, sir.” - “?Then quick, quick! What did they 07" “Yes, yes; I’'m coming to that, ’'m com- ing to that. It is very interesting, very scientific, sir. Only medical students would have thoughtof it and acted on it,” and he read on: “The medical students, finding the noble diamond was about to become less lumin- ous as the sun went down and possibly be lost in the darkness, began to devise means of hastening the approach of the body. The younger of the medical students asserted that the firing of gunsover a body in the water would break the gall in said body and cause such a sudden fermenta- tion and formation of gases—"’ ‘‘Gases? Gods! mau, whatdid theydo? Cut all that and tell how they got the body ashore!” “Cut, sir.”” “Well, read I’ ‘“‘The elder and wiser of the two =aid to the younger of the two that such stuff was rot; the only thing that raised bodies from the water by the firing of guns was the agitation of the water by the explosion of the }mwde_r and the consequent disturb- :lr]:ce of the impregnated atmosphere, and o’ “Heavens and earth, Israel! Did they 51103_':, and get the body ashore by shoot- ing? E “"ch, yes; and I am coming to that, sir. ““Well, you can go to that—to that other place, too. Git! Time’s up.” The excited and triumphanteditor wrote two more big black head lines, touched the button, handed the lines to the boy, and as the boy melted away into the dirty hall of darkness and left him quitealone, he threw up his exultant head like a noble warhorse in battle. (See Job.) The old reporter with the humpbacked nose and bony hand had disappeared, as ordered, leaving his crum- pled manuscript on the table before the eyes of the exultant editor. The button boy had collided with him in the dark and ity hallas he was energetically feeling his way to the descending stairs and street. “Dead body! Mayar ¢f Alameda! Dia- 1d big as a nut! Gods, what a scoop!” And thus chuckled the editor as he threw himself back and pushed ont his new boots under the rickety old editorial table till they creaked and cried out against the boards of the opposite wall. At last, instinctively, merely out of curiosity, he picked up the crumpled bunch of paper that had been laid before him by the bony hand as the Wandering Jew dis- appeared and read: **And indeed the firing of the guns did raise the body, and right in- stantly. For the Mayor of the beautiful and most orderly city of Alameda turned suddenly on his face, withdrew the gor- geous diamond from public gaze and stiuck out for the shore, where he scrambled into his clothes and ran hastily up the street to find a policeman.” CHARGED WITH PERJURY, Martin Kelly Swears Out a Warrant for W. Harring- ton’s Arrest. Result of the Latter’s Testimony in the Libel Sult Against the ‘‘Examiner.” Martin Kelly, the politician, swore out a warrant in Judge Conlan’s court yester- day for the arrest of William Harrington on the charge of perjury. The complaint is a long type-written document. Itrecites the fact that Har- rington was a witness for the defense in the suit brought by Kelly to recover $30,- 000 damages from W. R. Hearst of the Examiner for libel. Harrington gave his testimony on Thursday and the charge of perjury is based upon the following state- ment: The first time I knew Martin Kelly was when he was arrested for arson, him and a man named Lennon, in the 1870’s, for setting fire to his place right below me where I live. I don’t know abont his being acquitted; he got no insurance, I know that. Kelly denied that he was ever aarested for arson along with a man named Lennon or at any other time, and says there is not the slightest foundation for the assertion. The warrant was taken by Prosecuting Attorney Forbes of Judge Campbell’s court to Sergeant Houghtaling without having the seal attached by the clerk of the court. It was brought back and at Forbes’ re- quest was ‘again handed to him. Forbes went with it again to Sergeant Houghtal- ing and said he would take the warrant to the Southern police station. By some means it did not reach the station till late in the afternoon. Judge Low was hearing a case yesterday afternoon and remained about the hall tiil 5 o’clock in the expectation that Harring- ton would be arrested, as he was prepared to issue an order for his release on his own recognizance. Harrington and Kelly have been enemies for years. In 1888, during a primary elec- tion at 14 Kearny street, their enmity cul- minated in a shooting scrape. Kelly was struck by a bullet in the foot and Harring- ton was wounded in the neck. One of the bullets struck Dave Donahue and he died from the wound. Though several people were tried for the murder no one was con- victed. ————— CANNOT REACH FRESNO. Thirty Grape-Pickers Disappointed by the Railrond Company. Labor Commissioner Fitzgerald yester- day received an order from A. D. Owen to send thirty grape-pickers to the Butler vine- vard, in Fresno County. The men were quickly gathered and Mr. Fitzgerald called upon Messra. Goodman and Donaldson of the Southern Pacific Company and notified them that he wanted a car to send the men to Fresno at the special reduced railroad rates heretofore agreed upon. The railroad officials stated that the reduced rate was iven for carloads of fifty men, and that or a smaller number no reduction would be made. Mr. Fitzgerald argued that the fare was all the money the men could raise, and that the most of that had been contributed by charitable people and institutions. Fur- thermore, if the men are not sent the vine- yardists will be seriously damaged by the grapes spoiling on the vines. The railroad people would not recede from the position they had taken, and answered that if the reduced rate wasto be accepted carload lots of fifty men would be sent. The Commissioner was obliged to telegraph to Mr. Owen that the order cannot be filled as the men are unable to pay the full fare. He hopes that within a few days he will be able to send the full fifty and thus fill his obligations to the vineyardists, who have agreed to do away with esoly labor and get help through the Free Labor Bu- “These medical students, on beholding this huge diamond glittering in the sun were fearful they might be accused, yet were too brave and honcrable to leave a reau. To-day 130 hop-pickers will be sent to Pleasanton, Alameda County, on the 1 o’clock train, HF MEBRI o Her father was a missionary and she was named for the city of her birth. ' 8he was a pretty ehild—a slender, elfinlittle creature, adored entirely by her father’s yellow con- gregation, with the exception of her feet. They could understand the Trinity and the Plan of Salvation, but not how a gentleman who had money enough to have his daughter’s feet *bound’’ could let them grow, and thereby condemn her forever to low-caste society. When she was 8 years old her father B > a3 3¢ 203020 200 X 36X THE STERY, _CALIFORNIA AL GRADWATE A HEW, am not great enough to appreciate your high sense of duty; Iwould let all'the souls in China go to ‘kingdom come’ in the religion of their fathers before I would give up as much as one little finger of yours.” She shuddered and put her hands over her face. ‘“Besides,” he continued, “I doubt the wisdom of sending individuals to interfere with the religion and laws of these people (they are about the only eople who do not interfere with ours). Ij)‘here will be another uprising, too, one of these days, and you may be boiled with rice and served up on a mandarin’s table.” She did not smile; she did not speak. He changed his tone of argument. “If you want to work in the cause, dear one, stay here in your own country; there are per- ishing souls to save, and hunger and want and misery enough in our own land. I will be the missionary fund for you, only let me care for you, and you may care for all vg,hum you will, Stay with me, gracious “Franklin,” she said, “I cannot; I have been educated for this work. My life is consecrated to it, The arrangements are all n}z,:de, and the steamer leaves to-mor- oW, “Marry me to-day, and I will exer- cise my marital perogative and forbid your journev.” She looked up quietly; aro%;xish smile twinkled one moment under her demure lids, and she flashed at him, ‘“Marital pre- rogatives are out of date.” He started, a sparkle of admiration in ‘his eyes; it was a newness in her. Men like newness in women. . Mary Magdalen would have been a sought after gersun in the nine- teenth century, from the fact that she was eight women in one. Formosa did not vield. 3 The steamer left in the rain; ‘‘the great white ‘rain,’”’ as the Sierrian calls it, fell softly, softly till the green hills were hid in its mist. They tugged slowly past the frowning guns and past the foothills of Tamalpais. Grim old Tamalpals, . Black-browed as the frown of hate, Watching the ships of the nations Come in through the Golden Gate. -with mddenl{ whitened cheeks—it was the other medical graduate. Time did not lie on Formosa’s hands; hands and brains were full and busy.- She rew more and more zealous in her work. f even she had a regretful thought it found no utterance. She knew that her Franklin was in the same city with ber, but he never intruded. Once only she thought with a sigh how that last day in San Francisco he had lifted her hands and kissed them one at a time and slowly, rev- erently laid them back in her lapand left her. No one except a dying Chinese ‘woman had kissed them since. The husband of the white woman died and Formosa bought her of her mother-in- law and took her to live with herself and taught her to read in the English tongue and called her Mary. One day Franklin came. Mary saw him coming, and dragged a mat over ber feet and hid her face. He told Formosa that an American of- ficer had been killed and an Euglishman beaten by a mob of rieters. He begged her to go home, to let himp take her to Amer- ica. She shook her head. ‘‘God will take care of me,”” she said. Her face was paler than it used to be, her form had lost some of its graceful roundness. He carried her band almost to his lips at parting, but did not kiss it. She heard a choking sound, Mary was clutching at her throat and gasping for breath. Formosa brought her some medicine; she pushed it away. Some more peuEla were killed. There was a_riot at her very door. Once more the other medical graduate came; his face was pale; he begged her to go while there was yet time. He did not know about Mary. " Every day he passed the place; only Mary saw him; Formosa did not know. She steadfastly prayed her prayers and went her way. She had not succeeded in sntishcwrflg converting Mary; it had given her muc! unrest that she had not. A time when the whisperings of danger had grown audibly terrible she saw Mary turn from the little curtained window. where day after day she sat and watched—Formosa did not know what—saw her turn away and slip down on her knees and pray. A joy of success shone in Formosa’s face. *At last!” she cried. ‘“At last, dear Mary, you have given your heart to Christ.” Mary looked dumbly at her and shook her head. “I prayed to your God to pro- tect him and you.” She drew her helpless feet under her as she sat on the floor, and a little smile flitted over her beautiful mouth. Then she wrung her hands and cried in fierce agony: “Go! go! go! why will you_not listen and let him take you away? You will not listen—you will not go, you will stay and be hacked to pieces, and he will not” go while you remain, and I—I shall die!” Formosa was too amazed to utter a word, The girl buried her face in her folded arms. An unusual noise in the street attracted Formosa. She listened—it came nearer, a mingle of jabber and screech and tramping feet. A missile crashed througn the window and fell on Mary's head. She did not raise her eyes to see what had struck her. The noise came to Formosa’s door. There was a moment of silence, and then China seemed very far away to Formosa then. A’ day passed,another,and another. the screechings multiplied. Heavy objects were hurled against the wall, and clods “HE WAS BWEARING AT THEM IN ROUND ENGLISH AND ORDERING THEM BAOK.” died—stricken with the plague. He had kindled in her heart the fire of his own zeal, and when he lay dead she stole into the forbidden room and silently conse- crated her baby self to the work which had dropped from her father’s hand. It is twelve years since then. The San Francisco papers have a list of medical graduates; among them is Formosa's name. She is still slight of form, but gracefully and graciously rounded; her face is a trifle pale, but has in it the nobility of beauty. © There is gnother medical graduate—not a woman—who looks upon her with wor- shiping eyes. They have studied side by side. The horrors of scalpel experiments are mutually familiar, but she can talk Chinese and write it, and he cannot. Yet with all of it there is little of the new woman about her. She is saintly of mien, has seen God in all things, and the spirit within her to go forth and work is strong as a team of lions. Her trunk is packed; her mother’schild- ish sobbing in the nextroom distresses her, her filial duty beingoseeo_nd only to her duty to God. Somebody is ushered into the room. It is the other medical raduate. He pleads with her. This tall, groad-lhonldered young Hercules, who, if he chose, could gick her up and carry her away, haraly feeling the weight of her in his arms, pieads with her in a voice shaken with emodon to give ngvthe foolish sacri- fice of herself and be his wife. She sor- rowfully shakes her bead. “It is a great work Iam undertaking, Franklin, and my heart isinit. Do not try to dissuade me.” e pleaded harder. There were tears in his eyes and he was not ashamed. It was not easy for even this saintly browed maiden "to resist him. A woman with fewer years of training the self out of her could not have resisted. 5 “Franklin,” she calmly replied, “I love you. I think I love you dearly, but it is my duty to go; duty is higher than love, Franklin.” “‘Heaven is not hiq:er than love,” he cried passionately. You have no love; you have no heart; ?ou have been blinded by a bigoted education; you—"' She drew away from him coldly. The impeénoul fellow was at her feet in a mo- men “Forgive me, sweetheart,” he said, “I She came one morning on deck, and there, sitting in undisturbed possession, was the other medical graduate. He arose smil- ing and greeted her with gentle friendli- ness. “Franklin! how dared you come?’ she said. ‘‘The highway of the seas is free,” he replied, “and I have a desire to go to China.”” - » - » - * L] » One of Formosa’s patients was a study, a mystery to her. She was something valler than the ordinary height of the Chinese woman. She could not walk alone, her feet had been bound so young. She spoke the scant dialect of her caste, but she was white and Caucasian in feature, and her hair would slig from its stiff plastering and cling in soft little rings about her low, wide forchead. Her eyes were radiantly blue, she was young and she was beautiful. When Formosa told her that hér Chinese baby was a girl and was dead she laughed. Day after day Formosa besoufht her to become a Christian, but the slowly recover- ing girl-woman cried impatiently, “Do not talk to me of gods!”.and she reached out her hand and filliped an ugly little joss on the head. It toppled over and fell on the floor. She_ looked scared and lis- tened. One day Formosa had her story from her. “My mother-in-law told it me that last time she beat me. I have never seen my face, but my hands are not the color of the hands of other women. I was looking out ata man, his face was the color of m hanas. Iwatched him every day; I will watch him again. She beat me very hard; she will beat me again, but I shall watch him. She said I was of the white bar- barians, that my father wasa poor white missionary. My father and mother were killed when I was one year old, and a good rich man took me and brought me ud and made a lady of me’’ (she thrust out one of her pitifully little feet) ‘‘and sold me to my husband. That is all I know, only that to watch unseen the man with face like my hanas go by and to feel mgehurt row big and great, and the little beating ghing in my wrist that you hold in your finger so often tiutter, flutter at the sight of him, isall I care for in this world.” “That is wicked,” Formosa said. ‘‘You are a’ wife, and—"’ she could not finish it; the words stuck in her throat. The woman uttered a little cry, “There—there he is!” Formosa peeped out, then stepped back | \ rattled against it. Above the jabber and screech and din arose a voice she knew; it was the other medical graduate. He was swearing at them in round English, and or- dering them back. Formosa shuddered at the blasphemy of his words, and sent ug a silent petition for aid and forgiveness for him; but his voice touched her as it had not in his mad hopeless pleading for her love. All her life passed in a panoramic moment before her mind. She stepped to the door and saw him; he was backed against the, wall, the missiles fell thick agout his Lead, a score of hands clamored to reach him. She gave a sharp little cry at the sight of him, and tbe hurling mis- siles were turned upon her. The foremost of the mob, a big fellow whose face was uglier with sweat and dust, made a rushat her; the man, crowded against the wall, flnnE the mob aside right and left just as the big, sweaty, dust-faced leader was lay- ing hands on Formosa; he caught him by the )ong braid of his hair and jerked him flat on his back on the ground. A new howl chorused from the mob. He sprang in at the door, pushed Formosa back and stood before her. His sleeves were torn off, his collar torn loose at the throat, there was a wound on his head and a small stream of blood oozed from it down his cheek. Formosa kneltina corner be- hind him and prayed with all her. soul for him. She had no thought of herself. Back and back and back and back they beat him, step by step; his white arms were spotted with b]omi, the muscles of them protruded, the skin bunches like knots of wood. A new note went up in the noise—a shout of exnltant rage—For- mosa looked, the big dusky-faced who had been thrown upon his back came with a keen-pointed sword. Franklin did not see it. Formosa uttered a shriek and closed her eyes. She heard the descending sword and a duml\uh , pushing sound and the fallof a . Now sudden silence, and outof it a voice i stern authority. She ovened her eyes and saw the peaked hat and big button of one of the Kwang-fu. The Chinamen stood with arms hangin, down. Franklin stood there battered an bruised and bloody, but free. On the floor, her head on his feet, lay Mary, dead—the sword run through her body. The man with the tall nat and button of authority stood in the midst of the sullen mob; he ordered them out like dgfl, and they went. ¥ Mapce MoRRIS WAGNER. NEW TO-DAY. CARB FOR THE SIC. The Scope and Purpose of the Copeland Medical System, To Provide Sufferers With Proper Treat- ment at Less Than Half the Usual Expense and to Introduce More Scientific Methods in the Treatment and Cure ot Chronic Maladies. Some things are worth telling once; some things are worth telling & million times. Without apology, then, let it be repeated and reiterated that the spirit and purpose of the Copeland medical system is two-fold. irst—It is to bring to the treatment and cure of chronic diseases generally the efforts and labors of physicians especiaily educated and trained to their mastery, and thus to in- sure & more competent, a more radical and a more successful handling of those seated, stub- born disorders most prolific of human misery or most destructive of human life. Second—TIt is to place rich and poor alike on nbsolu!elz one level and footing, as regards its benefits, by making the fee undeviating and uniform at $5 a month, including all medi- cines. The Copeland medical system provides that sufferers from any and all chronic maladies whatever shall be furnished with superior treatment at a fee-rate of $5 a month for the shortest time necessary to cure, and that all necessary medicines shall be furnished free. That the cures are permanent has been shown by the testimony of patients, who have repeated their statements after a period of ears. Such testimony simply confirms what rs. Copeland, Neal and Winn have claimed— that the Copeland system of treatment is the only absolute cure for catarrh and chronic dis- eases. Don’t delay, as delays are dangerous. Call at the offices of Copeland Medical Insti- tute at 916 Market street at once and place your case in their care. $5 a Month, Medicines Included. RETIRED FROM BUSINESS So as to Have More Time to Attend to Treatment, But Is Now Well and Happy. F. D. Wagner, a former rancher of Napa County, who now lives at the Capital House, Sacramento street, is another one who wants to be heard in praise of the treatment of Drs. Copeland, Neal and Winn. He says: F. D. WAGNER, CAPITOL HOUSE. “I was troubled with catarrh for about five years. It began with a bad cold, and became so bad that I gave up my business in the Napa Valley so as to attend to it. I had suffered so much and heard that it was incurable, 5o was about to give up in despair when I met & friend who had been cured at the Copeland Medical Institute, and on his advice I appliea for treatment. - That was several months’ ago, and I now scarcely know that I ever ha catarrh. The treatment has been almost mir- aculous in my case, and I want to add my testimony in favor of the doctors. They are doing a noble work, and deserve all kinds of success.” 85 a Month, Medicines Included. READ THES STATEMENTS, If You Doubt Them Investigate and Be 5 Convinced. Mrs. M. C. Gilson, an elderly lady, formerly a resident of Prescott, Ariz., but now living at 217 Francisco street, speaking of her ex< perience with the Copeland treatmeys, says: “I calied on Drs. Copeland, Ne: and Winn and placed myself under thejr treatment. It was but a short time until/T could hear and smell, and now I am safe in saying that I am & well womanagain. Thfir treatment is wonderful, as the results in /oy case are but little short of miraculous. i earnestly advise all sufferers to go to the fl:pe- land Medical Institute if they want be cured.” Anton Decio, 8 well-known business man of Arcata, Cal., says: ‘‘I took the home treatment and began to improve, at first very slowly, but now I am as well as ever I was, with the ex- ception of my throat, but that is due to some of the treatment I had before. I want to recommend Drs. Copeland, Neal and Winn, and cannot find words to express my appre- ciation of their good treatment.” F. A. Pust, 220 Bush street, says: “On the advice of & physician, I called on Drs. Cope- land, Neal and Winn. They removed a num- ber of polypus without the least bitof pain and then cured my catarrh. 1 now feel perfectly well, and feél very grateful to them for the cure they have effected.” Mr. E. Nelson, 128 Ettie street, Oakland, says: “I had read and heard so much about the Copeland Medical Institute thatI determined to make a trial there. I did.and now feel like another man. I can testify that the immediate relief after the first treatment was fully worth the small fee charged for the fult month, and after a short course I was entirely cured. Any one desiring any further information regard- ing my case will be cheerfully received if they will call on me.” $5 a Month, Medicines Included. A PROMINENT ATTORNEY States What the Treatment Has Done for Him. Probably no gentleman is better known in San Francisco, nor in the whole State, than Attorney F. M. Husted. He has lived here for years and is proprietor of Husted'’s Directories, which are made for all the cities in the State except San Fraacisco and Angeles. Mr. Husted suffered from catarrh since his boy- « hood and was treated.for it by Drs. Copeland, , Neal and Winn. The results of treatment are shown in the following letter: Drs. Copeland, Neal and Winn—DEAR Strs: In reply to your inquiry of the 3d inst., permit me to say that I do not require further treat- ment, as all traces of my catarrh seem to have disappeared., When I came to you, by the ad- vice of a friend, I was very skeptical about the possibility of a cure, as I had suffered from chronic catarrh since boyhood, and had been unable to get any relief. Upon commencing treatment with you I almost {mmediately ex- perienced great Telief, and now consider my- self entirely cured. You are at liberty to use this in any way you may see fit. Yours very truly, 85 a Month, Medicines Included. TREATME! BY MAIL. A For those desiring the treatment by mail the first step is to drop & line to Drs. Copéland, Neal and Winn for a question list or symptom blank. Return same with answers filled out and treat- ment may be commenced at once. Every mail brings additional proof of the success of the mail treatment. $5 A MONTH. No fee larger than $5 & month asked for an: disease. Our motto is: “A Low Fee, Quic; Cure. Mild and Painless Treatment.” The Copeland Medical Institnt, 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. A. C. WINN, M.D. SPECTALTIES—Catarrh and all diseases of the Eye, Ear, Throat and Lnn%. Nervous Dis- eases, Skin Diseases, Chronic Diseases. Office hours-9A. M. to 1 P. M., 2t05P. M., 7 108:30 P. M. Sunday—10 A. . 10 2 P. M. O-nnhutm{hu-m kmdmaldtumuum successfully by mail. Send 4 cents in stamps Zor question circulars,