The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 26, 1896, Page 24

THE FIRST H J. C‘meker's Stamp Collection Philatelic Gems Owned by the President of the Horse Show Henry J. Crocker, president of the Horse Show Association and a member of 2ll the prominent clubs of the City, is one of the most enthusiastic stamp collectors of the coast, and his pretty and cultivated wife is no less devoted to the fascinating pastime. He has been a collector formore than twenty years, but for the past few years has devoted more time and money to this hobby than ever before. Asa con- #equence he now holds the foremost place in the ranks of philatelists of the Pacific Coast. Very recently he placed to his credit the record of having made the most notable purchase of stamps in San Francisco, and in fact west of the Rocky Mountains. Tempted more by the fine condition -and the bandsome appearance of the collection of Eugene Gesvret of this City, also a prominent collector, than by the number of stamps therein that he desired for his own coliection, he opened negotiations with bis fellow-collector, and within the remarkably short period of about half an hour an agreement was reached whereby Mr. Crocker was to become the owner of a collection of stamps worth, according to catalogue figures, not less than $15,000. On the same day he also purchased a considerable numper of rare Hawaiian stamps from Walter Giffard, a prominent 1 Joullin’s studio. Three of them are scenes | collector of Honolulu, who is on a visit to this country. This acquisition consisted of igbels known as Hawaiian numerals, and permits Mr. Crocker to justly boast of having one of the best collections of Ha- walian stamps in the United States. Among the rarities that Mr. Crocker now possesses of that country are three specimens of the 5-cent and three of the 13-cent missionary stamps—that is, the first postal labels credited to the Hawaiian Government., These are worth from $450 10 $600 each. Mr. Gesvret's collections comprised the labels of all the countries that have issuned ttamps, except those of the United States, He retzined, however, the issues of the United States of Colombia and of the French colonies, and he will make a specialty of the stamps of these countries, The collection is mounted in several handsome and expensive albums. Mr. Crocker intends to keep themin the shape in which he acquirea them, and will prob- ably rearrange the older portion of his collection on the same plan. It took Mr. Gesvret about five years to mount his stamps, as he exercised the greatest care in order to secure the best possible effects on the album pages. During the past two years Mr, Crocker bhas made many additions to his stamps, as can be judged from the fact that while he valued his philatelic possessions two years ago at about $40,000 he declares that &t the present time he could not be tempted to part with them—that is, his collection alone—for $75,000, while his duplicates are worth 1n the neighborhood of $20,000. It is in the more recent plate numbersof the United States that his albums shine regplendent, and his United States stamps nlone are said to be worth about $8500. In view of the many diverse interests that require Mr. Crocker's attention be is considering the advisability of employing a special secretary to look after his phila- telic interests. * British Guiana rarities are represented by no less than seven of the circular stamps, worth several hundred dollars cach. Plate numbers in Great Britain are also tshown in great profusion, among the ex- treme rarities being a copy of plate 17 of the sage-green 4d, and one of the 104 red- brown, plate 2. The latter is valued at $500. Three of the 5-cent and the rame num- ‘ber of the 10-cent stamps of St. Louis or- nament one page, and are a matter of spe- cial pride to their owner. Each of these iz worth a couple of hundred dollars. ‘Wilt H. Crocker, the president of the Crocker-Woolworth Bank, is also a very prominent end enthusiastic collector of stamps, and between him and his cousin, Henry J. Crocker, there exists a pleasant but nevertheless determined rivalry as to which shall eventually possess the choicest aggregation of these little scraps of insignificant appearing paper. Uptoa year ago Wili was somewhat in the lead, but with the impetus secured by Henry in the acquisition of the Gesvret collection and the Giffard Hawaiian numerals the PICTURE OF THE SEASON—ON The Season’s First Pictures HAmedee dJoullin’s Brush Has Been Busy With Out- door Studies For the last six weeks nearly all of the studios in the City have been closed, the artists being at work out of doors, paint- ing or sketching from nature. It is still too early to tell exactly what has been done, as many of. the painters have not yet returned, and those that have, with one exception, are not prepared to show any finished work. The exception hap- pens to be Amadee Joullin, and the work he has finisned and ready for exhibition is worthy of the greatest praise. During the present season Mr. Joullin bas worked upon the same motifs with which he was so successful Iast year—the sand dunes about the bay and along the seashore and the ever fascinating streets of Chinatown. And taken altdgether his last work shows much improvement over his previous efforts, both in technique and composition, In his previous works Mr. Joullin was content to make simpie tran- scripts from nature; that is, he painted his pictures from nature, but made little attempt to tell a story by the positions of models and the careful selections of sub- jects. While he has not entirely departed from the old scheme his most ambitious work this year is alike and yet unlike any- thing he has heretofore painted. In all there are six new canvases in Mr. along Alameda Creek. All are treated broadly and show the different-colored sands of the different localities, which are g0 much alike and yet so different. One of the new canvases shows along stretch of the Oakland estuary and the Alameda bridge in the distance. This picture is full of lizht and color. It | has‘the light hues of the sand, sky and water, and at the same time is filied with the pearly brown-grays so common in this locality. Truly a creaitable stuay. The most ambitious picture which Joul- lin has undertaken this year he has en- titled “‘On the Trail,”” and a very realistic bit of painting it is. As the title indicates, it shows a couple of Indians on the war- path. They have come to a ridge of sand and one of them is stealthily crawling up the side while the other waits near by, gun in band, ready for the sudden appear- ance of a foe. The picture is about 2}¢x4 feet and was all paintea from nature. It is unusually iree from conventionalities, particularly in the selection of the garments worn by the Indians. 1t is common in painting such pictures to attire the noble red man in garments decorated in all the colors of the rainbow, so that they appear as bril- liant splotches of red, yellow and blue. But Mr. Jouilin bas entirely departed from this idea and the garments worn by his Indians are of that peculiar gray that makes them appear aimost the same color, as the sand. The few bright colors worn in the headgear and around the belt are as they should be. The painting and drawing in the picture are ‘particularly good.. The handling is bold and free without any attempt at lancy brushwork. The working out of the values was a difficult task, as it was necessary in some cases to make light come outofa shadow. This is apparent in tbe figare of the Indian holding the gun. Asa land- scape the work is most trutbful. The grass | is of the vivid green it really is without any rawness of color, . Mr. Joullin also shows another am- bitious piece of work in the shape of a street in Chinatown. This is undoubredly Mr. Joullin’s best work on Chinatown sub- jects, and is, very likely, far in advance of anything of the kind ever painted by s local artist. In the treatment of the picture the artist bas grasped the forcible effcct of light and shade and the strong contrasts of color produced by the flowers and vege- tables in front of the stores. At the same time every object, no matter how insignifi- cant, is made to keep its place. The lines of perspective are most skillfully handled, as they are broken in just the right place: to overcome any stiffness. Taken 7 whole, the picture is most creditable. It is painted with the full force of the palette, and is brilliant in color. The principal change observable in Mr, Joullin’s work, when compared with his last year’s produnctions, is a freedom from “paintiness.” His pictures are, if any- thing, more britliant in “color, but look more like nature and less like pigment and canvas. 7. e —— latter has a start that will be very diffi- cult to overcome. e e ~ John A. Staats, proprietor of the Sheri- dan Hotel, has a valuable setter, for which be has refused several large offers of purchase money. He now thinks more highly of the dog than ever. Mr. Staats made up his cash and checks yesterday and put 1t in his bankbook to deposit. When he reached the cashier’s window at the bank the book and money bad dissppeared. It contained Saturday night and Sunday business receipts. He retraced his steps hurriedly to locate the missing roil, if possible, when Fannie, the setter, came running down the street with the missing bankbook in her mouth. Mr, Staats drogged it near the hotel us he ulled a handkerchief from his pocket. ‘annie discovered the Joss and ran after her master with the mmoney.—Newark Daily Advertiser, I Early one morning, after vainly en- deavoring to sleep, [ went outside. The stars were shining in the sky of dark, rich vurple, lightening to a yellowish tone on the northern horizon. The- vast qesert was a great mass of delicate lilac and green and the igloo a brighter note of the same color. The dogs, curled up in balis and almost covered by the snow, were so many black spots. The wind blew shrill and chill and ‘the snow streemed and eddied in long veils over the lonely desert, The tents flapped like great birds alighte ing and the wind-gauge kept up a monot~ onous tap-tap-tap. The utter loneliness and desolation of the scene were so pene- trating that I was glad to creep over the Tecumbent forms of my companions into the shelter of the sleeping-bag, where I shivered and dozed until the bright sun| calied us again-to life and action.—Frank Wilbert Stokes in the July Century, A :\M&\: \&E\“: J\Tu ——— e n 2 > Finests B e oSl BN THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, JULY ‘26, 1896. World's Presbyterian Alliance Gathering of the Calvinistic Clans at Glasgow as Told by the Rev. Henry C. Minton of This City \'fi A b THE TRAIL LONDON, Exc., July 1.—To those Wwho are interested in the drift - of things in the religious world it is worth while to know that the quadrennial meet- ing of the World’s Presbyterian Alliance has just been held in the city of Glaszow in Scotlana. The alliance represents 30,- *| 000,000 people. Nearly a hundred differ- ent éhurches from all parts of the world .jare connected with it. It includes only such Protesiant churches as hold to the Presbyterian system of church govern- ment and o what is called the “‘reformed" system of doctrine. These churches, for the most part, springing from Switzerland, France, Holland and Scotland, aghere to that . system of interpretation of the Scriptures which was tanght by St. Augas- tine and reaffirmec by John Calvin at Geneva. To attend this great council I crossed America and the Atlantic. Glasgow is certainly an appropriate place for the gathering of the Calyinistic clans, It is the largest Presbyteriaa city in the world. .1t has 275 Presbyterian churches. Of course it is a mere accident that Glasgow is also the least but best governed city on the face of the earth. Albert Shaw told the world that several years ago in the Century Magazine, and a visit to the great metropolis proves it to be true, The council convened in the historic cathedral June 17at high noon. A proces- sion was formed at the Old Barony Church near by, led by the Lord Provost and the city magistrate in regalia, and, thoughthe rain spoiled the effect, it was an imposing march to that grand old pile. The cathe- dral is bistory in stone. The music was exquisite, the famous windows magnificent and the cor.gregation large and cosmopoli- tan. The associations of the spot gave a solemn ‘and impressive grandeur to the occasion, for every block in those gray old walls and columns is a monument of the checkered past. ‘The subsequent sessions of the council BY CHARLES D. SOUTH. Do ye listen, my lad, as I spelis my way? (For these specs gets foggy, though fair’s the day.) Are ye getting the sense? Can it be there’s a lump in your throat? - Is it “Aye” ye say? Well, it’s devilish long, is a three years’ cruise, (And grog isn’t always a cure for blues,) And a page like this is the kind of news That strikes on the heart’s keynote. Aye, the christening song and the wedding bell And the solemn sound of the parting knell We can hear, through the sea, as the lines we tell, With their splicing of joys and woes. But the letter it touches a deeper spot, For it shows that we’re never a whit forgot— And no jewel can fall to a seaman’s lot Like the love, when he’s gone, that glows, There are eager arms on the distant shore, v And there’s brine on cheeks that no wave dashed o’er, And there’s love right through to the bosom’s core For their Jack on the billows green; And the flag grows dearer for thoughts like these, For its folds unite us across the seas, Speaking God, home, country, in every breeze That courses the poles between. It's a sometime thought, “We are mere machines For use at the butts of the ship’s carbines; We’re triggers and targets at best, it means, To be Jacks in a foreign sea”; But this tear-coiled letter it brings me back To the home-love dear as his life to Jack, And my thoughts they shift and my thoughts they tack . Toward the haven that yearns for me. Ye may read it, lad—it's the girl’s own hand; She’s mine—she’ll be yours when we reach the strand Where burns love’s beacon to bid us land 2 In the place to heaven most near. Makes love more sweet, does a cruise like thiss Makes love more fond, and a rarer biiss < X "When the sea-rover speeds to a greeting kiss That is splashed by rapture’s tear, Than the airs from the isles of the summer seas Give me rather a smack of the northern breeze; And my bread needn’t grow on the breadfruit trees Where the lithe Samoans roam. “Them as choose may the pipe and the bowl employ ; . « As comfort’s moorings —they’re pleasure’s alloy — But there’s naught for us here with a tithe of the joy Of this letter from ‘“ Home, Sweet Home,” .| Florence is' eloquent, and Dr. Cochran of | but they can outthink us, of Thomas Chalmers, and there are giants there now. The world has heard of Pro- fessor Drummond, who is chronically ill, having been away from home for months, and bis convalescence is painfully slow. Here are such well-known men as Profes- sors Bruce and G, A. 8mith and Principals Caird and Douglas, and many like them. Rev. Dr. John Watson (lan MacLaren), now of Liverpool, was once pastor of the church of which the scarcely ‘less known Dr. Stalker, whose hospitality I enjoyed, is now in charge. Watson was booked for an address before the council, but measles in bis family quarantined him at home. The council was a success. If any evil- eyed prophet foresees the decay of that i section of Christendom he would do well | | to consult his oracle once more. No more | can I see the symptoms of decline else- | where. Brains and heart and money and energy and enthusiasm always count,and in these much slandered latter days Chris- tianity has them all. The people of Glasgow were deeply in- terested in-the meetings throughoat. The daily papers not only reported every ses- sion but also had able editorials ppon its doings. Papers were read and discussed in the morning and afternoon sessions: | “‘sederunts’’ and popular addresses were delivered in the evening. The papers were expected to be close and careful treat- ments of themes assigned in advance. The church that honored me with a place in the council is the largest in the Alli- ance and presented three papers—one by General Prime of New York, one by Pro- fessor Zenos of Chicago and one by the member from San Francisce. Principal Dykes of London was perhaps the most colossal intellectual figure there. Dr. John Hall was heard often and eagerly. The new president, Rev. Dr. Lang of Glasgow, is an easy talker, who has the | enviable knack of saying good things without seeming at all to try. Dr. Hoge of Richmond was counted a Prince amobg | American orators. Professor Comba of Canada is, as Hancock said of Phil Sheri- | dan, a ‘‘cyclone with spurs.” We can out- { talk them over here, but I am not so sure They are scholars certainly. Professor Salmond of Aberdeen is keen and clear cut, and Dr. Orrof Edinbureh isthe worthy successor of grand old Principal Cairns. There was a general harmony of tone thronghout. No one who knows Presby- terians, especially Scotch ones, would ex- pect entire agreement in everything. Some were predicting in advance that Glasgow would be a storm-center, hut it was not. Presbyterianism has not lost its bearings nor forgotten its faith. It bas its face turned toward the future while it has its hand fixed on the past. Without doubt they are more advanced over here than we are in America along certain lines, but there is an evident reaction from the ex- treme position of a few years ago, and any suggestion is quickly resented that they are departing in any essential principle from the faith for which Scotland was bap- tized in the blood of the fathers. Nor was Glasgow’s hospitality of a small sort. A reception was given to the Council by the Lord Provost and Lis wife, Lady Bell, who are good Presbyterians. Satur- | day was given to a delightful excursion among the famous lochs near by, Wednes- day afternoon Lord and Lady Overtoun gave a reception at their country house near Dumbarton. They provided a special train_ for their 800 guests, and met | them at the station with thirty or forty three-horse brakes to convey the party to their magnificent home two miies distant. We could have refreshments any time and almost anywhere. A band of robust Highlanders, with kilt and bagpipe, en- tertained the guests on the grounds, and at 5 o’clock in a great tent the whole company was seated and bountifully fed. Lord Overtoun,. handsome, generous and popular, is, as he says, a Presbyterian to his finger-tips, but was the first to zive | £10,000 to pay off the debt on the Y. M.. | C. A. building, for which he gave the lot. I was told that he pays the entire salary ($6000) of a minister, whose fame is world- wide, and gives him a roving commission to go where he can do the most good. Scotland is safe aslong as she has many men like Lord Overtoun, and no man be- | flowsin ner veins. were held in the St. Andrew’s Hall It seats 4000 and holds 5000. The:e are always theologians where there are Pres- byterians, and it would be hard to fire a gun in the streets of Glasgow without bombarding theology. That was the city grudges him his £5,000,000 or £6,000,000, coupled with his Christian generosity. The council'adjourned to meet next in Washington, D. C. San Francisco was thaoked for invitation, but distance was against it, Hexry C, Mintox, day for the deed was set. | | '.fi\Squaw That | Baved Many Lives Th Oldest - Inhabitant of Siskiyou County and | 1 Her Service to | the White 1 Miners Asyou follow the old stage road from Shash Valley into the huge mountain vasifiwhere once the Shasta Butte gold flats pere and the busy little city of Yreka now {es, you pass what is called in these partsthe rancheria, It is, practically, a smal| Indian reservation. A short dis- tancd from the road you may notice a thickgroup of tall mountain pines. . It is a lonjy spot, and if you think at all Pbout it yoiconelude that the little forest is yet virgi| soil and that the trees sheiter no hums habitation. . s Bu|you would be wrong in this con- clusip, for in the midst of this forest stang a lituie log cabin, which is in- babipd by the very oldest tesident in all thesd wild and romantic parts—by one, too, ¥ho is, perhaps, better known afid, at allevents, more famously and favorably koow than any other one inhabitant of Siskiou and Shasta counties. Thiname of this oldest inhabitant is 0ld Peggy, and -the pure blood ot the Shasp branch of the Rogue River Indians Her face is wonder- fullywrinkled, yet a kindly old face, and one tiat is liked in the region more than the solid, red countenances of many a yourger Indian. The old settlers remem- ber wien Peggy’s face had no wrinkles and gey remember it then with gratitude. Once it came to thém in the hourof a greatperil and brought with it a warning that averted human slaughter. All the youger generat ion know the story and doublless it will be handed down in years to cane as one of the folk lore legends of the geat Shasta region. Itis time to tell it nor, while there are still those living who {an vouch for it being something far moresubstantial than a legend. Indthe early fifties Humbug Creek mings' numbered about 200 in ail. The Shasp Indians were none too friendly at best,but for a long while there had been no- ¢en hostilities, and at this time the mines had almost forgotten their old quargls with the redskins and were in- tent mly upon gathering the golden fleece from'the hillside drifts, which repaid their untirng.labors so richly. Buithe Shastas nursed their wrongs— real \* fancied. It is scarcely remem- berednow just what these were, and the histotles are silent, indeed, concerning the entireevent. Now, while the gold-search- ers weked and slept in fancied security the rdskins plotted in secret. At last they kld a great powwow, and the end of it ws that the edict went forth that all palefaes on Humbug Creek must die at midn#ht, und the night chosen for the massage was the one when Peggy and her sister, Fatty, appeared suddenly in the miner{ carhp, after a tramp of ten miles from fe headquarters of the assembling { braves at the Yreka flats, and warned the palefaes of their impending doom. Thevarning came not an hour too soon, Ammuition was scarce and the Indians greatljoutnumbered the miners. Peggy and Bity's advice was to hide in the drifts.| This the miners did, taking pro- vision: enough with them to last several days. The two squaws hid with them, and tle last man bad scarcely crawled into tk» golden tunnel before down came the redkins in all their war paint. For two diys the Indians camped on the groung waiting for the miners to return, but hal not wit enough to search among the gdd dnits for them nor daring enougl to attack them from such a point of vantge had they by chance discovered the hiling-place. Finally the Indians gave 1p the siege. and when the pro- vision§ were gone thé miners ventured out, axl some renewed their work in the mines; while others went to Yreka for ammustion. Pegg| and Fatty returned to therr camp, taking with them money, clothes and pro- visions| This was done to make the In- dians tlink that they had been out on one of theitbegging trips, which they were in the ballt of making quite often through Siskiyot and Shasta courities, for even in those diys the squaws had to support the *| braves;who were tdo dissipated and lazy 10 work The |ndians did not again attack the whites yntil July of the same year, which resulted in the Humbug war, in which Peggy’'shusband, “Tyee John,” son of the old h chief at Yreka, Old Tolo, was killed. Peggy is now 110 years old and is very feeble. ' Her hair is snow white, and her figure i:o badly bent that it is impossible for her ® walk without the aid of a stick. She ismade a great deal! of by the people of Siskifou, but she has no better nor more gratefulfriend than Mrs. Hilt of Cotton- wood. ‘Wher Mrs. Hilt visits Yreka she never {ails toinquire for Peggy and leaves a dol- 1ar or t¥o for her, and says that as long as she hasa cent Peggy is welcome toit. And hyrein lies another tale that is not to the o‘d squaw's diseredit. ‘When Mrs. Hilt and her family were mping near the Shasta River for a few &ecks in the summer, & year after the umbug war occurred, it was Peggy who ved them from a cruel death by the ndians. The redskins were determined to burn he Hilt camp and kill the family, and the Peggy heard of it a few hours in advance and set out to warn them of their danger. There was no way to get to the camp 'without being seen by the Indians except by swimming the river, which was then fitle thing as that could not deter her frém her purpose, and she reached the canp jnst in time to warn them and help . Hilt with the two children to the top ofithe hill. Mrs. Hilt's husbard was ab- t from the camp that day. When they hed the top of the hill they looked ik and saw the camp in flames, and the ians dancing their war-dance around it. s Peggy is too old and feeble to work county contributes $5 a month toward ¢ support, and with what her daughter ie earns by making squaw caps for s|rists and by washing and scrubbing for people of Yreka she lives quite com- qit: low, for a mile or more, but such a ongs without words were sung at Cen- Music Hall Tuesday night at the clos- inp exprcises of Ephpheta School for the . Seventy-five boys and girls opened the pragramme by singing “The Star- spangled Banner,”” but, instead of the usual ringing chorus, there was much wav- ing of args and fluttering of fingers, while at one #de of the stage a pretty young woman focalized the song in ‘time to the fiying hands of the chorus.—Cnicago Chroni