The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, December 8, 1895, Page 24

§ Childboo 0 Buttercup, Poppy, Forget-Me-Not. “orget-me-not— ded in a garden spot; And once, all merry with soug and play, le one heard three voices say: “:Shine, and shadow. summer and spring, O thou child with the tangled hair ne did not understand, nt and kissed the dimpled hand. reup gamboled all day long, ne little one's mirth and song; ng on misty gleams, sweetest dreams. iat was all, would not awake; face nnder ght of the words ne betimes 1n a hallowed spot d peace of Forget-me-not. y of day, hours of play; oppy sweet repose, s would fold and the eyes would the play and the sleep _what cometh then? eyes that weep he and the th peace again. {vGENE FIELD. TOMMY AND THE TRADE OF WAR. Last Saturday Phyllis and T went over to Mare Island to make up our minds about going into the United States navy. It is only about forty miles from San o to Mare Island, but there’s a lot of fuss about getting there. After the Oak- d ferry there is the train for an hour ia half and then another ferry-boat that takes vou {o Vallejo wharf. When you get there a nice little bit of a white tug is waiting for you and flying the rrah for. an see about as much of our Gov- nt at Mare Island as at any place de of Washington. jovernment ships are all around you ins are as thick as flies. en our tug got to the wharf there were two men with white gloves on and ing guns and who were marching up down the funniest you ever saw. rey acted as if they went by machinery, and I'm pretty sure they have to be wound up to make them go like that. They walk side by side, keeping step ‘When they get to the turn- they both go around together, much together as if somebody touched ap electric button that whirled them both around. Phyilis said those men were not alive, but were some kind of machines dressed up; so then we ran up close to them and looked up into their faces. They didn’t stop walking at all, but one of the men smiled and the other one said, “Haullo, kids!” and that is the only way you could tell that those fellows were alive. We got acquainted with two sorts of people oyer there at the island. There are officers and there are men. I don’t think there is any way of print- r that “‘men’’ so you can tell justex- actly how it is pronounced. If it were put into very small type, indeed, that might you some idea of it; but you can never understand just exactly how it is pronounced until you have been at Mare T ers are splendid fellows, and they treat boys and girls first rate. They wear very dark biue ciothes, and their coats seem to fit them the best I ever ¢. They are sort of little jackets, these and they are trimmed with black and have nice little gold anchors idered on the collars. v wear cute little caps that they lift when they meet each other, these officers, and tk are nearly all young. Even e who have gray hair and gray mus 11y called lieutenants. Men wear clothes made of the same good | dark blue cloth, but their trousers are very wide around their feet and very tight around the waist. Phyllis asked an officer to tell her why those trousers were made that shape, and he kindly explained to her that 1t was because sailors had been.mak- ing their trousers just that way for several hundred years. Phyllis said she didn’t think that was 4 very good reason, but she didn’t say it to the officer. Another difference between the trousers of the officers and those of the men is that the sailorsare always washing theirs. They would not think that things looked ship- shape, T guess, if they didn’t have a clothes- line with one end away up toward the top of the mast and a long row of sailors’ trousers thrown proudly to the breeze. The officers’ clothes, that are made of the same kind of broadcloth as the sailors’, never have to be washed at all. That is one of the advantages of being an officer. The way you getto be an officer is this: First, you want to have a father, or an uncle, or one or two grandfathers in the navy. If you can have a dead grandfather who ordered his men to blow up some of the enemy’s ships it is better, and es- pecially if the men did it. _The next thing ycu do is to be between fifteen and seventeen years old and to know as much as you can. Once you didn’t need to know things, if you had a friend who was a President or a Congressman. The Congressmen could each have two boys from theirown district 1n the naval academy at Annapolis, where boys are made over into officers. But President Garfield, who was only Congressman Garfield then, said it wasn’t right to send only your friends, and he got up the plan of having an examination in each district and sending the boy who could answer the questions best. - Only answering the questions isn’t the only thing. You have to be tall enough and broad enough and strong enough. You have to have your eyes tested, to see whetiher you are nearsighted and to find out if you are color-blind. You wouldn’t believe it, but lots of peo- ple find out they are color-blind. Perhaps they see most colors right, but can’ttell red from violet or from brown, or some such little thing as that. Now of course that wouldn’t do atall in the navy. !|Ships at sea send messages to each other hy hoisting flags of different colors. And if an officer was color-blind and couldn’t read the signals correctly he might make a mistake in the middle of a battle and do something to help-the enemy to hit us, Then of course you have to have your throat and lungs cxamined to see if youn will be able to shout orders in style when you have been taught how. Then you have to have your heart and your head examined to see whether you might die or go crazy on their hands after pall, the third flower | are quite young, and they are gen- change you into an officer. If you are all right you go to Annapolis to_get yourself licked into shape. You have to be buttoned into a jacket that is stiffer and tighter than anybody's corset, and you don’t get a chance to | slouch around a single minute for four | vears. The first year you don’t see a single face that you ever saw before except that of | the Congressman from your district, and | he pretends he don’t know you. | A young and very good-natured officer told all that, and ever so much more, to Phyllis and me while he was showing us around—because we were Uncle Dick’s children, I guess. He took us in another little white tug out to the Monterey. The Monterey is a monitor and without her guns she only cost about a million and a half dollars. Her guns cost another fortune, and just wait till you hear what it costs to fire | them. | The Monterey is mostly under water. | Down there under the sea she has some | nice little rooms for her officers, and they | | have some things like fans to make !hei ilation. | nir didn’t seem very fresh, though, | and we were told that when the ship was down in South America it was hotin those hot that the officers grew | ers grew b1 | hen the Monterey goes to sea the | waves sweep and swirl all over her deck. That doesn’t matter at all, for the deck is made on purpose for that and it is seven | inches thick—three inches of wood and four of steel. The turret rises high above the deck, | and in the turret are the guns—terrible | | guns that could tear a city to pieces pretty | quick. | | * The turret can be turned around when | the ship is under steam, and the guns | pointed any way you please. | | The big steel guns are polished till you can sec your face in them, and Phylls | looked into the mouth of one and shouted, | to hear the sharp echo. | That was all v well at Mare Island. | But when they are going to fire those guns they put more than $500 worth of ammuni- | tion into each one. The ship is so stanch she doesn’t guiver much, but boxes and | things that don’t happen to be a part of the ship just go dancing around like mad. | And what do you suppose happens to | anything that has the bad luck to be in | | front of those guns anywhere within a | few miles? Rudyard Kipling explains something about that when he writes: | For, of course, you a'l love the screw-guns—the | screw- s they all love y S0 when we take tea with a few ns o' course you | —100! hoo! | 1 surrender—it's worse if | graves, B ‘Worse than the big zuns are some wicked- | looking slim black ones that shoot some small shells that explode and blaze up, setting things on fire in_every direction. | Those guns have been tried in a real war, | and when they got to exploding on the | deck of a ship the battle (lidn'[ last very long. When they have their swords and their white gloves on_in the morning, the offi- cers over there don’t look as if they would be apt to have wives and children. But they have. When you go ashore you wal | a sort of park. There are s trees, and there are two stupid-looking big black guns that have an inscription on | them that something about these | being the gunsthat blew up the Alpemarle. I sm going to find out all about that | | when I have time. | | As you go on up the path you are pretty | sure to meet some babies in their carriages | and some little bits of boys and girls with- | out any swords or brass buttons on them. There are plenty of roses everywhere, | too, and especially around the old brick houses that Admiral Farragut designed in | the early fifties. The houses are built in pairs and the | people who live in them think that Ad- | miral Farragut could fight better than he | could plan houses. He said if the halls of | the two houses were near together the people would be fighting on the steps. And so their houses were carefully planned to keep the sunshine at bay—with no win- | dows in their sides. They must have been dreary old holes in the old times if they did cost $175,000 apiece. But the young lieutenants I have told you about have remedied all that. They’ve got steam heaters everywhere, | the steam coming from the machine-shops. Then they’ve got plenty of electric lights, | and whee! but you ought to see what pretty things they have in those houses. They’ve been out to Japan, those lieu- tenants, and they’ve been to India and Europe and the South Seas. They’ve got mats and baskets from Alaska; they've got rugs from Constanti- nople and cracked teapots from Japan. Phyllis bad a chance to try on some em- broidered silk kimonos that the Emperor of Japan used to wear, and I got a present of a knife that would do first rate to com- mit the thing they call harakiri with. you can’t get awas The bricks and things to build Admiral Farragut’s houses had to be brought around Cape Horn 1n sailing vessels. That is one reason they cost so much. They built some new ones just like them a few years ago, and they only cost about $16,000 2 pair. I wonder whether people being more honest nowadays than they were once had anything to do with that difference in ex- pense. The man-of-war Boston is in the b, stone drydock at ths island, and so we ha a chance to examine the part of the ship that belongs under water. I was very much pleased to find flaring Eleces of steel fastened along the sides to eep the ship from rolling. Somebody ‘was pretty smart to think of that, ‘We saw the Ranger, too, and found out that she has got to go back to South America, where the people will not know just what a bad ship she is. Her equipment was being inspected, and 1 thoughit it was sort of funny to see those spick and span officers with their white gloves on looking over the awning io see if there were any hoies, and inspecting the ‘wornout stewpans to see if they were really rust‘y enough to be thrown away. Of course the officers didn’t touch the frying-pansand things at all. They only looked at them when the men held them up. If youare in the navy you have to go away to sea on a three vears’ cruise. And you can’t take your mother nor your chil- dren along, not even if you are an officer. . A Turtle Circus. “Rock Creek isn’t far from Philadelphia now,” says the colonel, “but when I was a boy it was just full of snapping turtles. they had spent $20,000 or so trying to | They made fine eating and they brought | creatures began' to let go of each other, THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, DECEMBER 8, 1895. Realm: good prices 1n the market. We used to go out at night to capture them, and found it very good sport. “I used to put those I captured in the smokehouse, and there was a bed of ashes two or three inches deep all over the floor. One morning when I went out to look at my captives some imp must have sug- gested a mischievous thought tome. I caught hold of one turtle’s tail 2and pulled it out. Then I pushed another turtle over that way, and he caught hold of the other’s | tail. “I pulled the second_turtle’s tail out, too, and brought a third one up to join the | procession. which by this time had begun to move off in good shape. “I caught another and another, and when 1 had a string of turtles holding each the other’s tail they werz2 spr_eadmg out those great ugly stupid claws of theirs | and just paddling round and rourd that | smokehouse in the most comical way you can imagine. ; | “I held my sides and laughed till I was | | jointed puppy—a gre; onha side of the creek and sometimes on the er. Oranges and lemons and figs and apricots, bananas, grapes, guavas and strawberries grow in our yard. Besides that we raise our own vanilla beans and artichokes and have walnut and almond trees. We 8lso have two Jersey cows and lots of chickens, a donkey and some doves, Xsquose,though,youcou\ have those most anywhere. There is 8 hotel here where Eastern people come in winter to get away from the cold. There is a little theaterin if, and there is just about everything else, inciud- ing little stores and u postoflice. You can stay up there on the hill and have everything you want without once going downtown. MAYNE, 8. M. FRUITVALE, Dec. 2. Geography Editor: Fruitvale is a pretty little country, and has lots of fruitin it. Lastsum- mer we camped out in the bed of the creek and had lots of fun. The wild flowers grow ail over the bills, and one Sunday we took a walk up to the place where Joaguin Miller lives and raises roses. The hill is made into terraces, and if you should pick enough La France roses to make a haystack there would be just as many left as there were at first, Ishould think. JOHNNY SMITHSON, TULARE, Dec. 1. Dear Editor of the Call: Tulareis a quiet lit- tle business city, where the farmers come to trade. There is a fine system of irrigation here now, and our fruit is the biggest and best in the whole world. I feel very sorry for people who can never have any of it. They say Tu- lare is the most musical town in the whole State. That is just because two or three of our music-teachers are so much in earnest that they just won't have it any other way. They getup concerts and clubs and they don’t seem to think anything is too much trouble. In summer we children go outin the fields to pick wild flowers, but now everybody goes mushroom-hunting. Anybody can learn to tell the good ones, and my brotherandI get two bucketfuls about every day. We have them cooked for supper, but if we get more than we can use at home we sell a few to the neighbors. Mushrooms must be pink on the under side,and the{ must be easy to feel. Then when vou cook them you use a silver spoon. If the spoon does not turn black you needn’t be afraid of the mushrooms. Iam going to write some more another day. FRANCES MOORE. 2 «A Fifty-Dollar Dog.” “Yes, sir! I tell you what, when he grows up he'll bea fifty-dollar dog; I know he will! Just look at those bones and that | pointy tail!” and Joe triumphantly held | up in his arms for the assembled family’s , big - footed, large- hound undoubtedly, but with his future developments still a mystery. Joe's father looked up and said,. “What! another?’ Joe's mother echoed that remark; Annielooked slightly interested, and Rob the critic was already discovering faults in the newcomer. Nothing ~ daunted, however, Joe con- inspection a clums tired out, and still those idiotic beasts were plunging awkwardly around their little ring like racers in a circus. “After twenty minutes or more the and the ridiculous exhibition was over. “Another funny thing that I remember happened to our poor, old dog Tray. “Tray was yellow and worthless and as homely as it is healthy for a dog to be. ‘‘He was loafing around the yard one day, was Tray, when somebody ‘cut oft a turtle’s head. “Now you must know that turtles do not die so easily and the head will some- times behave in a very lifelike fashion after it is severed from the body. “Tray came sniffing at this severed head then, and it snapped at him and just elutched the dogin the tender part of his nose, between the nostrils. “Tray’s surprise overmastered for the moment all other emotions. Then he began to howl with pain and fright, to strike out wildly with Eis forepaws and to try to back away from the thing. “Finally he backed up against the side of the house and sat back on his haunches, hitting at the turtle’s head with one paw and then another. “‘He got safely out of his trouble at last, but old dog Tray didn’t forget that little experience for many a long day. *‘When he was offered ?’nod of any kind the dog would turn his face away and strike the object with one paw and then the other to ‘assure himself that it was perfectly safe to try it. *‘Poor Tray couldn’t express his thoughts very well, but I have always presumed that he had a belief in the supernatural just as long as he was able to believe any- thing.” Geography Again. Even if there have been letters printed from your locality, children, it will not do the least harm for you to write others. 1 you will think a little bit about the mat- ter, and take care to mention some really interesting things that you have observed, you may be pretty sure that Tue CaLw will print your letters, even if the spelling doss have to be polished up a little bit here and there. Bad spelling is ever so much more inter- esting than good anyway if only some of our teachers could be induced to think so. But remember that the English language is a freakish and uncertain tongue at best, and that some very clever people have con- tended that you have a ‘perfect right to spell words as they sound it only you are careful enough to do that exactly. Here are justafew of the letters, and I hope some small boys and girls will be great| puffed up with pride at seeing their words in the paper: Dear Call: Of course everybody wants to know about Pasadena, because, perhaps, it is the place where the Garden of Eden used to be. Itis ever so much nicer than that now, any- way, and it has nice houses with electric lights in ihem, besides all the fruit and flowers you want. F'asadena is twelve miles from Los An- eles, and the climate is neither hot nor cold, ut always just about right. My cousins have avery nice home here, but they bave s tent part to their house and they have slept in there summer and winter for ten years. Rosesclimb all over the tent and the roof, too, 80 you would think it was half built of roses. In summer we have picnics up in the can- yon d tnere is one place we go to drive that you e to ford the creek thirteen times in about an hour. The road keeps along in the canyon and_sometimes there is room for it on 1 tinued: “You needn’t think he isn't pure- bred, for he is. Goodwin’s man gave him to me, and he knows all about his ped-ped- ped-u-gree—"" “Pedigree, I suppose you mean,’” corrected Rob—*and his father's the best runner in the country, while his mother can jump a five-bar fence just as easy as nothing; and you know when he's big enough 1 can get §50 for him any time, 8o I may keep him, mayn’t 12" *“Oh! I suppose so,” said Mr. Bray; “but we are about tired of ‘fifty-dollar dogs’ that accomplish nothing but mis- chief, and I thought your experience with Carlo would be enough_for some time to come.” “Well, that time, you know, I was fooled, but I guess this time I'll be all right; you just see.” So off went Joe to find a corner near the stove for his latest pet, and the one in which at present all his ambitions were centered, for often be- fore had his brightest hopes failed of ful- fillment, as many a time he had brought home—to his mother’s disgust—worthless and mischievous dogs,ia which he alone was able to discern any fine points, and only when some extra depredation had been committed could he be induced to lose the “dorg’ on some of the trips to market, for Joe’s home was on a (Cali- fornia?) ranch, five miles from the nearest town. Early the next morning Joe was down to take charge of “‘Fleet’—as during the interval he'd decided to name him—so as the puppy was still asleep, not much harm had been done. All went well for a couple of weeks, when Joe concluded there was no use in getting up so very early all the time, and then—the trouble began. Jumbo—the fat Chinese cook, so named by the children—did not at all relish hay- ing his aprons torn into shreds, and one night, when he’d left bread to rise on the kitchen table, the morning following he found there was hardly enough left for ucraEings, while Mr. ‘‘Fleet” looked re- markably plump and heavy. This offense caused Fleet's removal to the woodshed where Joe prepared a fine soft bed of gunnysacks for him; and all this while Fleet grew and continued to grow, till a longer-legged, lankier specimen couldn’t be found; and hungry! oh, he was dread- fully hungry! All that Joe could beg and scrape together was gobbled in a flash, so that Joe himself was almost discouraged. “‘Mother,” said he oneday, ‘‘Goodwin’s man says Fleet needs a big pot of cornmeal ;ve?l;y day to make him a runner, so can’t e “There’s that old meal you can have Jumbo cook, though I think it's pretty near time Fleet was lost.” But Joe ran off without apparently hearing the latter remark, and from that time on the pot of mush was ready for this wonderful hound, who caused the contents thereof to disappear in an astonishing manner—in fact, his appetite seemed only roused to fresh endeavor by this last at- tention. Joe would take Fleet through the fields, and there the dog showed he could run—when Joe did—and in the boy’s mind there arose dreamsof coursing clubs and winning dogs and prizes. But—still he ate—and grew—and—ate again. One quiet Sunday, when the family was off visiting and Jumbo away. and Joe in the midst of an exciting Indian story, there came a whack! bang! splash! bang! and Joe was so startled that before he col- lected himself he was sure the honse was attacked by indians, and almost expected to see a fomahawk flourish in his face. He soon Tealized, however, that the ncise .out in all directions and every train brings came from the kitchen, and he was not slow in discovering the cause. And how he did laugh when he found it! for what do Kou suppose? There was Fleet with his ead fast in a big pitcher of milk; and, bang it ali he could‘f he could not rid him- self of his new head dress. It was very funny. One often sees dogs end in various ways, but Joe never saw one end in a vitcher before. He laughed heartily at first, and all the while Fleet was flying around blindly, like a crazy thing, splash- ing the milk "all over. Then he stopped and firew solemn suddenly when he saw the likelihood of further damage; for there came to his mind the dreadful story of the little darky whose head stuck fast in a pitcher and they first cut off his head to get the pitcher off and then had to break the pitcher to get his head out, which was a most sad experience for the tittle darky. Still, that pitcher must come off, for strong china though it was it could not stand everything. So Joe jumped astride the dog, which action so startled Fleet that he tossed his head np, giving Joe & good splashing of milk and a whack that made him topple over. But he was soon up in place, for he realized that time was going and he did not care to be the laugh- ing stock of the whole family. So with knees pressed around Fleet’s neck he firmly pushed the pitcher till he succeeded in freeing him and landing himself on the floor, and a more shaepi:h-lookins dog and milk-bespattered floor you couldn’t find in a month’s journey. But the dog’s head was in its proper position and the pitcher unbroken—two things Joe was thankful for, anyway. Itis needless to say he kef)t this little episode strictly to himself, though Jumbo did almost catch him mop- ping up the floor. “Him too muchee éatum,” said Jumbo one day after the usual pot of cornmeal was disposed of and he’d stolen an apple | pie; “him leg all holler, you sabe?”’ Another time he sneaked into the kitchen, and was discovered in the act of dragging a leg of mutton off the platter, and once when Joe took him into the fields to speed him he saw, to his great delight, a rabbit, but when, after much trouble, he finally made Fleet see it, too, the dog was s0 scared that he put his tail between his legs and ran toward home, and if you’ll believe it—for it really happened—the rabbit was so surprised at not being chased | that he actually went after the dog, which Fleet discovering, made better time than ever toward home, while Joe stared in dis- | gusted astonishment. Butthe climax was reached when one | night Fleet dug a hole under the smoke- | house and made away with half a pig that | had been hung there that day, so as Joe was very fond of pork even he was finally disgusted with the hound’s pranks, and de- termined to lose him, which was accord- ingly done on the next trip to town, and the last seen of him he was wistfully re- garding a beef which hung in front of a | butcher’s shop, though whether he tried | to devour it or not is not known. To this day Joe doesn’t like to hear much about “fifty-dollar dogs,” but on the Christmas tree there is to be for hima tiny china dog with this inscription, “This will be a $50 dog when it grows up.” But I you won't teil him, will you? MARY WoopwaRD EDWARDS. THE DONALD SERIES FOR TINY BOYS. NO. VI | The other day Donald ran into the house | crying “Mamma,” *Mamma,” will all his | might. Mamma met him at the door and led him into the room. ! Seating herself and drawing him geatly to her side she saw that something was troubling him very much. His eyes were filled with tears, his little cheeks were flushed, and he was trembling in every part of bis body. “Why, what 1s the matter with my little man?”’ asked mamma. “Well just look at that,” answered Donald, pushing a paper before her eyes. On the paper was a picture of Santa Claus laden with toys; toys enough to make 100 boys and girls dance with de- light. A picture of the same dear old | Santa—the jolly cld elf. But why, da you | ask, did a picture of Santa Claus make | Donald feel so badly? z | Well, I shall try to tell you if I can—be- | cause a great big lump comes up in my | throat whenever I think of it. A Santa Claus in the picture was not riding | in hissleigh. He was not driving his | eight tiny reindeer, but was riding on a | bicycle. Think of it! Santa Claus on a wheel! Santa Claus in bloomersand sweater! Who ever heard of such a thing? Not much wonder Donald felt indignant when he saw that picture! Then mamma told him that it was only an advertisement—(Mammas, pleass ex-| plain to your tiny boys just what adver- tisement means)—and that she felt sure that the night before Christmas Santa Claus would visit the homes of all good children, seated in his fur-robed sleigh full of toys, drawn by the same little reindeer that are so precious to childish hearts the wide world over. I know all the little boys in this beauti- ful City of ours join with Donald in say- ing: ‘‘Please, Santa, don’t ride = wheell” HIGH PRICES FOR GAME No Profit to the Market-Hunter and a Luxury to the Consumer. The Reason Is Simply That the Local Middlemen Exact a Tax From Both. There has been considerable inquiry of late as to the reason why game is so high in price. Since the opening of the season for shooting quail and water fowl thou- sands of both kinds of game have been shipped to this City from the Suisun marshes, Sacramento River and the upper San Joaquin distri~t. Market-hunters are in dozeuns of bags of game, yet the hunters make but little above their cost of ammu- nition and living expenses and tke house- ife has to pay gilt-edged prices if she ancy roast mallard, goose or broiled quail. A lady who has a large family to pro- viae food for remarked that she was un- able to purchase mallard ducks less than 75 cents a pair, and canvasback cost about the same price. Small ducks cost 40 and 50 cents a pair in the markets. Those who are obliged to dine in the restaurants have to pay 35 cents for half of a poor littie teal or widgeon, and a much higher price for mallard or cans. The market-hunteralso makes loud com- plaint. One of these men from the upper San Joaquin in discussing the situation yesterday said that there was but little profit in the business after ammunition and provisions were paid for, to say noth- ing of the loss of time and labor. He stated that every day from fifteen to twenty sacks, each sack containing five or six dozen ducks, were sent {i is neigh- e ), W ent from his neigh. **And what returns do we get?”’ ‘aid he. “The papers quote mallard at $4 and $4 50 & dozen. We get $3 and $3 53 if wa“nre lucky and pay the freight charges our- selves. The freight amounts to 1 cent a pound or 50 to 75 cents a sack. The com- mision merchants pay us just what they please, and it is their pleasure to cut down the prices without any conscience.’ The retail dealers protest that they are not at fault for this condition of affairs. They claim that they only charge for their game such prices as will allow & fair profit to their business. Naturally enough they decline to tell what prices they pay, claim- ing that v do so would be to injure them in their standing with the middlemen who control the market and the prices, A PASTOR FOR ST. JORN'S, Rev. S. J. Kennedy of Seattle to Succeed the Late Rev. D. H. Irwin. REV. A. J. WELLS' INAUGURAL Installation of Rev. Oscar H. Gruever at the First English Luth- eran Church. 8t. John’s Presbyterian Church has se- cured the services of Rev. S. J. Kennedy of Seattle as its pastor. f Mr. Kennedy was a lifelong friend of the late Rev. D.-Hanson Irwin, whom he sue- ceeds. They were born in the same county in Northern Ireland, were schoolmates at Derry and Belast, and came to this coun- try at nearly the same time. When Mr. Irwin was stricken by his fatal illness he expressed the wish that Mr. Kennedy should fill his pulpit in case his illness should prove a protracted one. In defer- ence to this wish Mr. Kennedy was sum- moned to supply for an indefinite period the pulpit of‘7 his departed friend. The congregation was greatly pleased with the sermons of the young minister, as well as in a social way, and prior to his departure for his northern home this week the session | and trustees extended to him what might be termed a provisional call. He was, ac- cording to its terms, to spend six months with the church in order to demounstrate his ability in the pastoral as well as ora- | torical field. He took the call under advisement and telegrnxhed his acceptance yesterday. Mr. Kennedy is pastor of the Calvary Presbyterian Church of Seattle and will sever his connection with that church in | order to take charge of St John’s early next month. The San Francisco Presbytery will meet at Calvary Church to-morrow ning. Rev. I.'N. Hurd, formerly of Concord, Cal., has taken the Fruitvale charge. The ladies of the First English Lutheran Church gave a merchants’ luncheon on Wednesday ana Thursday for the benefit of a branch of the church work. There will be a Holy Ghost conference the first two days of the week of prayer, in which all tne Presbyterian churches of this City will participate. The installation of Reyv. Oscar H. Gruever as pastor of the First English Lutheran Church will take place this morning, Dr. 8. B. Barnitz, Western sec- retary of home missions, officiating. The pastor will conduct the evening services. Forefathers’ day, December 20, will be celebrated by the Congregational Club. Plymouth Congregational Church cele- brates its fifth anniversary to-day. Mrs. H. Hammond Cole recently filled | 8 clerical appointment in lieu of her hus- band to the satisfaction of a large audi- ence in Trinity County. The Bay Association of Congregational Churches will meet at Bethany Church to-day. A programme of sermon plans and exigeses will be presented by Rev. O. C. Lucas, Or. W. C. Pond, Rev. William | Rader and Rey. F. B. Perkins. A local architect has drafted plans for an Episcopal house of worship at Juneau, Alaska. Rev. Thomas H. Henderson, formerly vastor of the Ocean View Congregational Church, has been called to charges at San Miguel and Paso Robles. Rev. A.J. Wells will assume the pas- torate of the Second Unitarian Church to- day and will preach his inaugural sermon this morning. Rev. Frank Baker has returned from an | Eastern visit and will preach at Epworth | M. BE. Church this morning. Dr. J. A. Cruzan will assume his duties as pastor of Olivet Congregational Church this morning. His inaugural ser.non will be on ‘“The Ideal Church.” Elder H. S. Tanner, president of the California branch of the Mormon church, has returned from a southern trip, includ- ing Los Angeles, San Diego and San Ber- nardino. He reports encouraging meet- ings at all the points visited, the attend- ance being especially large at San Diego. Elders have been stationed at all these points. i The surpliced choir of Grace Church will give their fourth monthly service to-night, at which will be rendered the sacred cantata ‘‘Harvest Tide,”’ by Hugh Blair. The solos, which are written for tenor and bass voices, will be rendered by Mr. Coffin and Mr. Homer Henrv. NEW TO-DAY. V ERY Pretty Dishes VERY Cheap Prices Pretty China Cups, Saucers and Plates 10, 15, 20, 25, 35 cts. each Dainty China Cream Pitchers 10, 15, 20, 25, 35 cts. each Fancy China Salads, Iee Creams and Pre- serve Dishes 10, 15, 20, 25, 35 cts. each DINNER SETS oplacns complete for 6 Personhs Pure White, Blue, Brown and Rich Gold Spray Decorations. Prices per set— 3.50, 4.00, 4.25, 525 B.5 DINNER SETS 100 Pleces complete for 12 Persons Pure White, Blue, Brown and Rich Gold Spray Decorations. Prices per set— B.so, B.50, 7.25, 875, Oso0 WATER SETS (8 pleces glass) TEA SETS (6 piec:s glass). . BOUQUET HOLDERS (little beauties). 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When the female organs fail to per- form their func- tions properly, when the dreaded female complaints appear, there is shownnervousness, sleeplessness, faint= ness, backache, headache, bearing- down pains, etc., causingthe dreaded ¢“Jet-me-alone” and “all-gone ” feel- - ings. When the woman does not understand what the matter is, and her doctor can not or will not tell her, she grows morose and melancholy; that’s the blues. Mrs. Newton Cobb, of Manchester, O., gays: “ Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound will correct all this trouble. 1 cannot praise it enough. Iam pleased 1o tell every one that it cured me: and if 1t will cure me, why not others Iam sure my case was severeenough.” It will Get it of your druggist at once. WHERE HE WILL CELEBRATE THE 23th ANNIVERSARY In his usual good-natured man= ner, and will receive the LITTLE ONES, accompanied by their parents, IN HIS NOVEL POLAR HOUSE. TEIIS WEEBRK MORNINGS ONLY From 9 to 12 o’clock. 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