The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, December 12, 1897, Page 18

18 THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, DECEMBER 12 1897. LATE REVELATIONS ABOUT THE TIBURON ISLAND INDIANS: GUAYMAS, a pity 10 ¢ Sonora, Dec. 8.—It seems ie loved fiction of the fierce, war-1 racter and alleged can- tic tendencies of the Seri Indians est the island of Tiburon in the Californ Lurid stories have cen told of these Indians, and sull more rid p s pubhished until it became | to shudder when their e proper thing je was mentioned. Consul Long of es lately contributed his quota to the stories, and it may be stated to the 1 L: that he satin his at Nogales and deliber- - wrote a story which stould give him g position on any saffron journal ) Lonz made tuese Inaians ¢ nsul e co in the country. | out 10 be about the most perfect physical | d mental pecimens of humanity now | exts t. There was no virtue with which he did not endow them, and the only vi | ascribed to them was a vitiated taste for | human flesh. He closed his eulogy on | he Seris, by declaring that the women of | be, in addition to forms, | d fair, peachy complexions, ie eyes and auburn hair shot with | catch sight of the Seri: tomake a fight. In 1893, Robinson, Logan, ] Clark, Charles Cowell and an unknown | man went from Yuma to Tiburon ina boat. The two first named gentlemen | were much impressed by the gentle dis- | positions of the Indians and went off on 4 hunting trip with them. The Indians borrowed the rifles of the hunters and shot L gan and Robinson to death. In 1894 Professor Magee of the Smith- sonian Institution went out with Mitchell, Johnson Millard, Manuel Encinas and five Papago«. They built a small boat and five of the party were landed and when the boat was returning for the re- mainder of the party it was swept out to sea and not brought back for four days. When the boat was got back Proiessor Magee was taken over, but by that time grub had run short, so the Professor cap- tured a boat and some utensils of the In- dians and went his way. He did not see an Indian.. Some years ago General An- drade, with twenty men, went to the He failed to but the Govern- ment rewarded his services by giving him island and surveyed it uding paragraph settled it. orier on the daily papers sud- developed a tnirst for cannibals, tin much time convincing their | ing editors that details should be | them to visit this island and roast Every T denl d b y object has been to ascertain and print the truth about the Seris, and only triith goes in this article. I cansum the resuits of my investigations as fol- Seris are not cannibals, but | has been dead for nine days to them very strongly, and it carr d that they are highly favorable to a ramy flavor. Second—W hile they are tall and can run deer, they are fiu sted and thin nd are rapidly succumbing to consump- | Jik are not brave and warlike rder one or two men who de their island, but ifa party of six | eight armed men go to the island no i 1 be found. They will seek the n fastnesses of their native isle no amount of searching will discover them. Fe th—The women are, alas, as unpre- £, coarse specimens of femininity be set down as a mean, ugly, mis | , cowardly, » set of vagabonds. Mexico bearing letters from i Andrade, DMexican ngeles, to Senor Don Ra- Senor Pasqual Encinas, ermosillo. The former gentle- and, while I receiv the hands of his son, t was from Mr. Encinas that I et hirformation about ermo both of man was cin about i he h of the S, trib, own agnificent cattle twentv miles from Tiburon, long erjoyed the acquaintance About half the males of the for him when he will allow ich is seldom, because they are | pid. Mr. Encinas treated the , but, true to the Ind.an na- ais kindness by stesling attle 1n bunches of ten per night. Mr. is then adopted methods which re- terially decreasing the num L giving the remaining rem- v respect for him. So great eration tit Mr. Encinas, al- 80 years of age and biind, 1s willing | and and single-handed drive all the Seris into the s These we! | suited in er of S m togoon the |and did not make much headway as | prospectors have visited the island at dif- | idisns have never been 1owni a vpatent to 159,000 acres of the isiand, out of a total of 237.000, and he holds that patent to-day, together with a concession to all the mineral he can find on any part of the island. There has existe1 an opinion that im- mense gold deposits were to be found on Tiburon Island. This has been proved to | be erroneous. | Some years ago a Mexican named Amago, who owned an interest in the San Juan mine in Lower California, dater. mined to thoroughly prospect the island. | He disguised himself as a priest and was duly escorted to the Tiburon and properly introduced in his holy capacity by a Seri | Indian who was working at the Encinas ranch. Tne Indians received him with all respect and veneration, for the Seris have all pretended to embrace the Cath- olic religion. Amago remained on the island for thirty days, during which time he married the Indians baptized their | children and industriously prospected “ their island. He found copper and traces of silver, but not a particle of gold, and he | is prepared to swesr that Tiburon I.land | |is a good place for prospectors to keepi away from, ‘ In 1880, when Luis E. Torres was Gov- ernor of Sonora, he rounded up all of the Seri Indians and establisted them on lands near the city of Hermosillo, with the idea of civilizing them. They were | lazy and stupid and insufferably degraded, farmers. One morning Governor Torres awoke to | find that every Indian had decamped dur- ing the night and fled to their beloved island and the mainland sdjacent thereto. During the time the Indians were at| Hermosillo Tiburon was overrun by prac- ticed prospectors and no ki Dorado was discovered. O'her parties of experienced | ferent times and it may be stated as a fact | that it has been examined from oneend to the other without a trace of gold being found. The Indians have never been seen in possession of any gold orsilver. Bands of | the Seris formerly came to Hermosillo to | sell alcatraz skins, but a party of ten who came to the city alter the Robinson and Logan affair were never heara of after- ward. The Mexican Government captured them and sent them into tne interior of Colima and since then the Seris have given the cities of Sonora a wide bertn. Some two years ago Colonel John Bra bury and otiers seriously contemplated organizing an expedition ior the conque-t of Tiburon, but the true nature of both the Seri Indians and the island beiug re- | vealed to them, coupled with the further | fact that the concession of the island had already paszed to General Anarade, | caused them to drop the matte | Captain Porter had a curiosity store in an Diego, and with hislittie boat and his crew, which consisted of Johnnie Johnson, 0 5 he used to cruise up and down the coast Last spring Jesse Grant of ‘San Diego | of Lower California and Mexico in search tried to get a concession to the island and | of shells, mosses and feathers for h's| sailed south to conquer it. He could not }smm It is of record that Captain Porter | get the concession and did not lund at the | combined with this interesting pursuit an island. | occupation which in olden days, while In 1893, after the murder of Robinson | illegal, was not looked upon as at all dis- and Logan, a force of Mexican soldiers | graceful. | went to the island. No Indians were| In other words, the Captain was an ex- | found on Tiburon, but a few wers cap- | ceedingly clever emuggler in a small way, tured on the mainland. The captives | and many a little cargo had he landed at H.. W.. ‘PATTO In- | points in Mexico where no Custom-house | were promptly converted into good dians and it was thought that th's action, sted and many cigers and other ar- | together with th: shippin- of a band of of Mexican manu acture found their them to the interior, woud te y into ihe Uniied Staies without re- Seris such a lesson that they would quish some of their murderous proy ties and disturb nobody it not dis themselves, The latest affair to call atiention to the ing the approval of our customs au- one occasion some par'iss who ome placers of alieged great rich- bat sixty miles from the Pacific of the peninsula were exceedingly 1xious 10 dispose of them to the French npany which owns the big copper mines | Santa Rosalis. It was agreed thatata rtain date the French capitalists were | treak out into wild stories asout them is the alleged killing of Captain Gecr-e K. Porter and John Johason of the American junk boat, the Word oi San Diego. AWED BY A SUPERIOR SER From the moment of his first appear- ance I felt myself put upon the defensive. He knew the correct thing—intnitively I felt that—and I shuddered in anticipation of tke time when be should discover the nner of our living. rit musi be confessed that we do not use fingerbowls as lavishly and carelessly as we should, ner-gewns, Julie and 1. The number knives and forks, of changes in dishes, is not whut is customary at Del- about our little Thoreau might plicity and tete-a-tete dinners bave commended. Before Oto came I bad bsen philo- sophically content with all this plain liv- informality that ing, trnsting that our thinking was or would become correspondingly high and 80 balance our humiliating lack of style, our shameful compromise in matters of etiquette. t like all parvenues (we had been doing our own housework), with Oto’s ad- vent [ fell into snobbery and Philistinism. There a scorn, a superiority about our Jap's flat, brown face, which waked in me the desire to seem other than I am. Julie insists that the boy’s face was like an ex- yressionless, badly carved cocoanut, and that my own euilty conscience and the snohbishness of my nature read 1into it the contempt I seemed to see there. At all events, the very day he arrived, T fell from the Leighis of philosophy by hastily prepering an entree which should lend grace 10 our simple dinner ana I re- peatedly and glibly lied to Julie when she accused me of trying 10 impress the Jap. It was of no avail, however. Oto placed my prized concoction upon the ta- ble with sn indifference that was simply hearibreaking and when be had brought us all there was for dinner his face, his manner was eloquent with disdain, When dinner was quite over and there seemed a possibility of Julie’s taking tue remark kindly, 1 said: “Have you had enough to eat? I'm afraid tbe dinner was a trifle scant to- night.” “You think so.” Ot course, I said nothing further. Bnt it was easy for Julie to be ind fferent. She saw very littie of Oto, while 1 had daily to endure the knowiedge of our infe- riority—in the Jap's estimation—and at the same time to assume the air of mi tress. I think, though, the Jap must have seen through my affeciation of command, for he developed the completest disregard for | myv wishes. Every command I issued he answered hastily and with effusion of lan. guage, “'I unstan’, T unstan’. Yes; Oyes, 1 un- sitan’. The exasperating thing about it is that I believe he did under<tand precisely what 1 wanted and brazenly did the op. posite, iaking refuge when I npbraided bim in an assumed stolidity and stupidiry that made me long to beat him. Or he'd repest bis formula, get ing siaried with an introduction as slow and lumbering as a freight train and then raitling off the end of his explanation in fluent Jupanese- English, and though I didn’t “unsian’,” I had to be content. There were times when all communica- nor do we wear elaborate | , and altogether there is a sim- mean you're afraid Oto will | 1 tion between the ports of mistress nnd‘ | servant was cut off. There was a bloc | ade so far as freedom of speech and ability | |to comprenend was concerned, when | | neither of us could “‘anstan’ . | Then Julie would come to the rescue | and in an elaborate, formal, polysyliabic | | sentence bring about domestic relations agrin. She always insisted that Oto | could not “‘unstan’ ”* me because my Eng- | | lish was not sufliciently pure—sufficieat!y | | | Addisonian. I was trving to tell my Jap one evening | to put out the bread can, and had re- | veated the sentence till, in despair, I de- | c1ded to do tne thing myself. Then Julie translated as follows: “Kindly place the receptacle intended | for the nocturnal saie-keeping of our prin- | cipal article of fooa in the embrasure b |neath ihe outer staircass, where tue | baker is accustomed to tind i 3 Oto compretended instantly, a gleam of respeciful admiration in his eye for my sister's command of lanzuage. In fact 1t was Julle who discovered all | Oto’s virtues, while to me was given the clearest insignt into his failing.. Julte found bim one day carrying to | is room a sprig of heliotrope inan old mu-- tard bottle filied with water. “Are you fond of flowers?” she asked with an affected deliberation. “Yes, Oyes. In my country th’r are many flowers. Th’ men make a—a—a prof—profession in the arranzement of flowers for—for purposes of decoration and—" The rest was a torrent of long-worded Oriental English. Oio leughs a great deal (wien he speaks what he fondly imagines is English), not through merri ment, butas a cover to his embarrus:- ment and lack of words. I couldn’t “un. stan’ " the close of his sentence; neiih i could Juiie, I'm willing to wag | | | i | apveared as though a plague of to visit the placers upon a tour of inspec- tion. The would-be sellers determined to vut their best foot foremost on that oc- casion, Accordingly they purchased at San Diego numbers of cases of champagne, fine wines and other strong waters to- gether with various good things to eat and smoke. Thess were loaded on Captain Porter’s boat with instructions to. sail south, castanchor in a certain sheltered cove, and there await untii a pack mule train came to relieve him of his cargo. Porter carried out his instructions to the letter, but by some means th operations. They hired the steamer Carlos Pacheco, and quietly slipping down the coast, steamed into the Jittle arbor where Captain Porter’s craft rode proud!y at anchor. It was a case of red-handed. There was the cargo with no duiy paid. Capiain Porter i Johnnie Johnson, the crew, were tound and taken aboard the steamer, thelittle boat with her cargo was towed astern and the Carios Pacheco steamed out into the fog. Night came on and the customs | authorities of Ensenada got wind of his ! | fog gr w thicker It was cold and cheer- less, and the officers on the steamer solaced themselves with a small botle, speedily followed by numerous others. The sentry placed to keep watch on the captives feli asleep. Porter and Johnson the tow rope hand-over-hand reached their own vessel. They cast off the rove, and while the steamer went on to En- senada Porter sailed away to the Cedros Islands. He stayed there two weeks and then went to the little harbor, delivered Lis cargo and sailed for San Diego. This caused no end of comment, but after a time it blew over and Porter thought it again safe to venture into Mexican waters. He accordingly cleared witi a cargo for La Paz. Just before he started the Mexican Consul at San Diego asked him to deliver a letter to the cus- toms officer at La Paz. Porter took the letter, but, being suspicious, opened it. It was as he expected. The letter said: *“This.1s the man who slipped the Carlos Pacheco. Take him in and nail him to a board until he is safe in jail.” - Porter landed his cargo without passing it through the custom-bouse, and on his return to San Diego met the Consul. He thanked that gentleman for giving him a letter to such an excellent fellow and swore he never enjoyed anybody’s com- | pany, so much. Lest summer Captain Porter and his | crew sailed the World into the port of Guaymas, on the Gulf of California. He | wanted a permit to visit Tiburon, but it was refused bim, and ;: was warned not | to go there, as the Indifns would certainiy kill and rob bim and Johnson. Finally, on August 6, Porter sailed up the gulf in quest of shells, ypromising not to visit Tiburon. On November 6, just three mouths from the day the World left Guay- mas, Captain Bou lie’s boat came iato they passed Tiburon, they had seen the i Indiins dismantling the World ai Tiburon | Isiana. Im mediately the lurid stories began to | be printed. All the particulars of tne i were given and Porter was pictured as killing five Indians before he suc- cumbed. These stories, it is said, were obtained from the Seri Indians. As a matter of fact no living Seri Inaian has been seen by any known man i1n Mexico since last September. On receiving the report of Captain Bou- ille Mr. Nicto, the federal Judgze of the | district, chartered the steamer Rio Yaqui and with fifty soldiers went to the Island of Tiburon to investigate. They were on the island for two days and saw not an Indian. Buried on the island they found the name bosrd of the World, two old shoes, not mates, the logbook of the cralt, | several novels and other small articles. | They also found half-burned portions of | the hull and spars of the vessel. Abso- | lutely nothing was found of the bodies of | Porter or Jjohnson, nor were their cloth- | inz, arms, cooking utensils or anything | further than mentioned above found. | The troops ran on to a rancheria where | a fi e was burning, showing that the In- dians had fled at their ayvroach, and they also found a litter of newly born puppies which the Seris had abandoned in their flight. As only two days were spent in the sland the solafers did pot penetrate the | interior and the facts stated above consti- tute the only evidence of the fate of Por- | ter and Jobnson. Judge Nieto says that he basmno evidence of the mode of their death, whether tney were killed by the Seris, and in fact his investigations do not prove that the iwo Americans are even dead. Tne Judge has reported the results of released themselves, and quietly walking | port with the storv that on October 12, as | | | | § | cial will take the mat: his search for ev Torres, comma in the Third Mili to General Luis E. ! the Mexican forces bat offi- time. At present he ise ing the Yaqui Indians, peace with the Mex can after wagIng a winning war for 4 Of course there is ns doubt of 1 of the two unfortuna is equaliy certdin t at the bands of the murderous Ser while the Mexican offic.als the iact that they were refused perp, to go to Tibnron and were warned no: go there, it is Very certuin that the Gen. eral Government of Mexico will <001 steps to properly and adequately avey the death of Porter and Jo visit such punishment upon the will cause Tiburon Island to know them not, and render the Gulf of California . safe body of water to navigate by parti of less than 100, At present the native mariners of gulf give Tiburon a wide berth, and it impossible to get any of them (0 g0 there unless accompanied by a large number of armed men. 1 have received from General Andrade, who surveyea the island, a good descrip- tion of Tiburon, and although the gene owns the island, his description tallics with that of other parties with whom I have talked who have been on the island. The general says: Tiburon Is and is situated in the north- ern part of the Gulf of California, and the eastern end of the island isseparated frojm the mainland of Sonora by a distance three-fourths of a mile. The island b q total acreage of 237,000, tne greater part of the soil being hard, although there is much sott and arable land. 1tis not suit- able, except in small areas, for sowing, but corn and other cereals can be raised in sufficient quantities for all necessary inhabitants of the island. The surface oi the island is varied; there are'many hilis of more or less height (rolling hilis easy of access), also many valiey: These valleys aggregate at least one-third of the total surface. Ths highest part is the center of the island, and plains surround the highlands, extending to the pebbly shores. The climate is excellent and agreeable, and for salubrity none is better. During two months of the year, July and August, it is somewhat hot, but the thermometer never rises above 100 degrees in the warni- est hours of the day, that is from 2 to 4 P. M. Notwithstanding this the nights are cool and refreshing. It never snows or hails, the temperature in rigor of winter never falls below 50 or rises above The water supply is ample, there being more than ten good springs. In the southeast part of the island there is a spring called risalite, the water of which is very sbundant and pure. The rainy season commences in July and ends in Sep- tember, and at times rain falls tie winter. The island is rich in grasses called liebre and Sainte de Ruiz, which grow in abund- ance in the canyons and rolling bilis. In the valleys there are many varieties of sage and mesquite and iron wood whic afford excellent pasturage for cattle. The mineral resources of the island con- sist of copper veins, but none of these hsve been worked. The trade winds of the Gulf of california are north anv south, and .he 1sland has a natural whar three miles long and 300 or 400 yards wide running from east to west, making landing easy at any time or in any kind bf weather. Plenty of fish, oysters and clams abound in the waters adjacent to the island. son, S n H. W. PatTON. | | “Palace Hotel! Oh!" (I might have| vn it. Noone connected with Oto | would serve in a less aristecratic pre- | carried on along long-worded converss- | So1called up the Union League Club, tion with tke Jap, thouch I'm sure neither knew wnat the otner was trying | to get at. ch more To me was left the painful discovery of | handed him Oto Kawashima’s trulv heroic avpetite. | his fate. My butcher’s bil doubled, my grocer’s| A ¢ bill tripled, and fruits and vegetables dis- | pim. nsects | gipy Acain be bellowed a torrent of intoned | sentences at the phone, and both of us succumbed. Hote r of ace and as the Jap was in a ement that rendered his unintelligible than ever I the phone and left bim to ling roar of Japanese burst from | Julie gave way to a smothered had set upon anc devoured them. Oto was the queerest compound of dig- | nity and childish curiosity, of exaggerated | self-esteem and gluttony. He would . i 2 3 There was a silence, th o : scheme furtively and persistently to get From Julie = No, fc,:,'n: )((;:‘olu]x;ge‘lmgnlll“e‘ gossesxon of me‘ dns_ccn-d»u: he would | .4 Sothalty Ca”g'm bis man. It was evic art into pantries with monkoy-like siy- | dently the duty of Oto's cousin to answer | ness and aaickness when I left them for a = S : | | tel ion alis, moment open; he ionged 1o peer into Spuane galis x paper bags; he counted no labor too Oto came into the sittnz-room at | wiich munister<d to his stomach ani was | lenzth, wiping his big, loose, laughing | forever concocting small dishes for his | mouth; his small, beady eyes were shin. | own consumption, cooking and euting, Cooking and eating, with un expression of perfect satisfaction on his derk face. He was perverse as an imp, grave as only an Oriental can ve. He ate like a Chinaman, he dressed like a dapper litile gentleman, His collars were the whitest, he pol- ished his boois with' aevotion, he never went out ungloyed. One evening he thrust his round black he:d into the sittng-room and between embarrassed chuckles saii: “Miss, you—will—willnelprie. —1ike toielephone my cousin at—'" He became uniniellizible, his English being 100 comnbiicaied for Julie's compre- hension even. But I went to the phione and patiently asked, kery’ 27 Oro looked his disgust and repeated, The Union Bakery?’ I demanded, looking in the telephone directory. ing with childish delight and the perspi- ration beaded his forebead. *Miss—I—Iliketogoout—this evening. | My consin—re—receivedlietter from Jahp- |an. Perbaps make very late. You—you canlet mehave a—a key 2"’ “A key?” I echoed helplessly. I couldn’t trust that four-days Japanese servant of mine with a latchkey. *'No, 010,” I said at last. And hurrying the nearest lie to my aid, I added, “*Tue last servant we had lost a key, and—and so—"" Tha's s0? Oh!” There was contempt and unovelief in Oto’s tone. He retired, reappearing presently, fault. lesly attired, with the whitest of ties, and a long ulster that added to his inches. Did you szy, ‘The Palace Ba- |y Pernaps 1t was the poteut influence of clothes that gave him courage to reopen the subject, for after an introductory sen- tence so complex and polvsyllabic that it might as we!l have been vure Japanese, Oto became intelligible with the following haughty sentence: 1 1 like | nervously. “You doubt a Japanese!” 1 assured him I did not. “Ah—oh—ohyes! Japanese boy very brave. I neverioseakey. Iwork at high- tone houses. Iwork for Crocker—Crocker —Georze Crocker. You doubt a Japanese. All right.”’ He uaa been rattling the doorknob Now, he made a stately exit, | ceremoniously wishing us a good-evening, and leaving me (as he always contrived (o do) with theuncomfortable knowledge that I had behaved shabbily. After this, of course, everything tnhat fell short of periection in our littla me- nage we compared (as we knew Oto was doing mentally) to the supvosed excel- lence of the Crocker establishment. Julie would assure me that Oto bad never seen Mrs. Crocker attired in a bive-checked gingham apron, and I waited an opportu- nity to tell her that Mrs. Crocker never wore a wrapper at luncheon. It must be said in justice to Oto that he tried to raise us to the heighis of polite living. He changed napkins and table- cloths three times a day, =o that by Sun- day his improvidence had brought us to the verge of Japanese simplicity, and we med off a newspaper tablecloth with tissue napkins. He had a soul above all small economies. We never had warmed- over meats for luncheon—he saw to it that there should be nothing left to warm over. For himself, our Jup wouid eat nothing that was not of the freshest, tke daintiest, the most excellently cookea, His fas- tidious taste made me eritical in Joirg my marketing and roused me (o renewed culinary exertion, so humiliating was it tome tp have Oio refuse a dish. When- ever our supply of tableware fell short of what is entirely fitting and proper, Oto improvised a substitute, a very funuy and altogether useless substitute at times, but the vroprieties were observed, at least. Oto knew no compromise; he wor- shiped form. His was a mind truly I always have a key. | | great in its completeness, its littleness. | He was an ideal servant, he possessed the | | lackey’s soul—that which values appear- ances only—and being by nature a snob’s | snob, he was naturally more orthoaox than the Pope. I gave a luncheon one day. Julie says it was not on accuunt of hospitality, but | that I was pronipted by the unholy desire 1 to prove to Oto that althougn we do not | live like the Crockers, ‘we possess at least | a rudimentary idea of the amenities of | what the French call *hizh life.”” I like to think of Oto as he appeared that last day, for it was hislast day with ‘ us. He was as a king come to his throne, | a Napoleon on the field of battle at last, a genius embodying the invention that had | lived only in bis mind, a musician giving tone to the divine strains that have haunted and possessed him. At first he viewed our preparations with ncredulity, a caim but perfectly polite | | | 1 corn lor our poor attempts. He scraped s potatoes impassively; he swept and dusted, obedient but severely uninter- ested. I think it was the salad that firat roused him from the melancholy resigna- | tion into which the failure of his civiliz- | ing attempts upon us had thrown him. He started at sight of the thick creamy mayonnaise as I'm told a warhorse does when the bugle sounds. Then he left the kitchen, appearin : after a long interval clean-sbaven, his dark, coarse hair neatly brushed. He fell upon the icecream freezer with passion, turning the crank with a rapidity that told much of hitherto repressed en- ergies, develonment, stunted, cravings de- nied—and incidentally spoiled the cream. From then on he threw himselt iuto the preparations with enthusiasm, fingering the china, our company table linen and carving cloths as a violinist might bis long-lostand lately found instrument. The napkins he folded in intricate beauty, he hovered over the flowers, arranging and rearranging every time I left she room _ He was satiated for once with un knives and forks. It is with humility I con’ess that I tried to tell him how I wanted the chick- ens served, but the pain, the agony al- most of his face—as Paderewski might look if some blundering local music- teacher were to give his views on the cor- rect ‘interpretation of the *“Moonlight Sonata”—siienced me. ., When I preduced the finger-bowls with Honiton doylles Julie embroiders so daintily Oto’s emotion masterea him. He fled to his room, reappearing afier an in- terval in patent-leather pumps and new, black troasers. . With Julie’s appearance in her pretty tan gown, the Jap keut tally by shedding his apron. But when the wine was brought and the various glasses set oefore him, Oto surrendered. After polishing each glass as though it had been a price- less gem, Oto left the kitchen again. He came back stunning in low-cut black vest, a white coat so stiffly starched that 1t feil about him iike an empire jacket, and an immaculate embroidered white bow tied around a collar so white, so stiff, so high our Jap seemed to have gained at least an A inch—and he needed it. Julie says that my satisfaction in the success of our luncheon is a base, illegiti- mate one; firstly, because such success is due to Oto, for his is the perfection of serving, and, secondly, because I cooked for Oto and not for our guests. This last would seem to be true, almost, for Oto enjoyed the luncheon as no one else did. Long after our friends were gone, late into the afternoon, Oto, divested of his finery that he might enjoy himself at ease, ate, and ate, and ate—his first squars meal since ke had left Crocker's! It was the next morning that he told me, with many a giggie (which did not by any means imply heartiessness, but was only a vent for his embarrassment, and a breathing time in which to control the torrent within him of stereotyped English phra-es he had learned by heart) that bis father was ¢ying in Japan. ““Very old, Miss, I guess—eizhty. The doctor think he die. Yes. Oves; I guess he die. Ireturn to Jahp-an. Pertiaps—Ah —I come back; but—I think not. I like build—what you call—Oyes!—flour mill in Jahp-an. AllJahp-an wheat come to Americe.” “Thatseems like a good scheme,” I re- plied, “but it will cost a good Jeal of money, won't it?”’ *'Ong. Cost’—he cast his small eyes upward in mental computation—*'cost five hundred, onethousan | dollar. Tha’s all. Not much.” And Oto, who worked for $150 a week and had borrowed the money to pay for his passage back to Jahp-an, smiled superoly. He was very condescending and amiable duyring the short time that remained. H insisted apon leaving me his address ; Jahp-an, over the penning of which ) ~pent half an hour, writing and r. writing until his penmanship had attained what he considered the proper amount of Hourishes and American dash. In the good fesling engendered by the farewell spirit he even threatened to write to me from Jahp-an. But he has doubtless reconsidered his intention in view of our utter abasement socially and his own lofty ex-position—on the window-ledges, prob- ably, of the magic world where such beings as the Crockersdwell. Miriax MicHELsoN. ¥ !\umbered‘ 4 «