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v =. e —— Nfi THE MAN WHO IS LEADING The Army OF CUBAN INVASION. General William F. Shafter “rose from the ranks.” He was 25 years old when the Civil War broke out. the Seventh Michigan Infantry in 186§ as first liestenant and served through the war. At its close he was breveted brigadier-general. For a long time he has been in command of the Department of California, with headquarters in San Francisco. B wes only a farmers boy, tough and lean as hickory, fol- lowing the scythe barefooted in harvest to bundle up the wheat that was to go into the shock that was to go Into the stack.” THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, He entered it is still the fact that Willlam R. Shafter weighs 300 pounds. That that little lad of Kalamazoo County has not developed more physically than in the knowledge and courage to give battle is a fact of which men must soon know. Corbin loves Shafter, as brave men It was an old army comrade who was taiking, and he was talking of General William F. Shafter, the man who leads the first army of the United States to Cuba. When these two comrades stood near one another in the battle of Nashville during the civil war there were behind them, in the shape of hospital corps, men who gathered up the slaln that were left on the fleld by the scythe of battle, and, added the old comrade, “it may be that Shafter in those days might just as well as not have thought of the time when as a bare-legged boy he was walking behind the reapers heavy, “He came from what Lincoln called the ‘plain people’; he did not go to West Point; he is a self-made soldier, firm and jolly. if there can be such a thing. It were y that he was born a soldier dle. had he tried to alter. his 1d not, in spirit at least, other than soldier.” was talking was Henry ers. general of the /—Corbin, the man or gallant and mer- services in the battle of De- ; again for gallant and meri- vices in the battle of Nash- e, and who is still the gentle soldier. f General Corbin falled to state it, . better to gestion, for been noted. DISCUSSED BY: WILLIAM KEITH, @ Artist. :ot»Aag@Q#—QQ!@O@'@""?000009@00000@00009@@@ AS the human brain reached the highest point of development of which it is capable? There = many who, looking back down the long vista of the ages, seeing the names proudly blazoned on the banners of past centuries, and remembering what made those names world Jous, and that fame world-enduring, as it is, will wer this query affirmatively. “Where,” say they, “In modern times can you find painters and sculptors and musicians and poets— even artisans—such as those whose day is over? Can we rival the pictures of the old masters?—the statues which are at once the Inspiration and the de- gpair of our most gifted sculptors; the music which, played first on rudely fashioned and imperfect instru- ments, has come down to us a preclous heritage, lift- ing our souls nearer heaven whenever we hear its wondrous strains and perfect harmonies; the poems which fire our hearts or soothe our passions now as they did those of their first hearers in years long gone by? And what of the hands that built the pyramids and carved the great Sphynx? Surely nothing better in these several lines has been since given to the world, and as surely the brain of humanity in them finds its by S R i SR S end augur from the grand accomplishments of the past even grander things for the future. They be- {leve in progress and evolution in all things, and what has been gives them infinite faith in what is to be. It is a question assuredly worth thinking of and worth discussing and it has been propounded to a number of our deep thinkers—who, being persons vitally interested in different lines of our world's work, and viewing the whole fleld of human en- deavor and accomplishment from their individual standpoints of observation, have answered it accord- ing to thelr honest convl.cngn:. Thig 1s an unanswerable q:f‘p: tion; at least it is one whicl WILLIAM KEITH, we ourselves cannot answer. Adtist. | In many ways the world is B e L certainly progressing, a{nd g;e:; are heights to which a few have clim ’,fi fi: %’:;: which have, so far, been unattainable to all others who have tried to follow in their footsteps. Take, for instance, the architecture of ancient Greece, or the sculptures of Phidias which are the work of hands that have been dust for over 2800 years —there has never been anything done to excel them— nothing even to equal them. They are models still as they have been through all these past centuries. One would think that having them constantly before us we would be able to improve upon them, at least that we could learn from them to do as well, but so far we have not. We study them, we admire them, we try to copy them, but we go no further. Perhaps, though, the human brain working iIn other lines does things which are just as good in their way. We are too near modern things to see them at their best or judge fairly of their artistic value—those who come after us will see from a different stand- point and more clearly. They will see what has been accomplished, not what we are trying to accomplish; the best work is the work g'hlch will live, and by that Z he age will be judged. “Or;( d‘D nuf say that there may not be in the future men of genius as transcendent as that which distin- gulshed the masters of old. Real genius never was and never will be a common gift—witness how few there are who have stood the test of years, but things in this world work pendulum fashion, there is a swing forward and a swing back- ward and a swing foyward again. Recurrence is the rule and we have only to wait long enough to see it carried out. I apprehend that the“brain of ———————————— mankind,” (ha: i:l, th:x:!:v:nm:fi l ARTHUR A. TAYLOR {al, is much the s: ::gre: of sthe world, and that the | Prop. Santa Craz Surf. , “Ic rts”’ are quite counter- lu]u):;caed by the new discoveries of to-day. The brain power which was developed by masters of art in an- other age is utilized in invention making in this age, and the masters of literature in our age may be the yspapers in another. edluly;glg; x:veox;ldp “do move” toward the evolution of a superfor race it is along cycles of time so infinite in their duration &s to be almost inconceivable, love one another, and s the adjutant general why ter was selected as the leader of the Cuban campaign 1 was not surprised 3 at the answer. “On account of his rank and con- ceded ability,” “his vigor and good judgment. one of the men in the army who has been able to do what he was ordered to do; not a man to find out how things can't be done.” General Shafter has blue eyes under shaggy which is at once kind and shrewd, with a hard glint, too, at moments. through the harvest fields of Michigan, the “fighting hook nose’; that, it is commandingly Roman. He has a Fitz Lee chin that is at once gray, and white hair, parted in the mid- 29033600000 00000000000000000606600666606 DOUGLAS TILDEN, when I asked General Shaf- replied General Corbin, He is brows—the blue eye He has more than A heavy mustache of Plenty of room for brains between the ear line of the facial angle and the top of his head—and this head rests with comely poise on big broad should- A man not quite six feet—great soldiers have rarely been so high—with comparatively length of trunk for breathing and di- which durance and distinguished action have the composure of self control. Shafter was twenty-five when the civil war came. short legs and great lieutenant in 1861. most men of en- con Michigan Infantry, fantry, and was in March, 18 Commander of the land forces, Cuban expedition. hint of good humor playing underneath etted brigadier general. years old He entered the Seventh Michigan Infantry as first He served with dis- E ving been utively major of the Nineteenth lieutenant colonel He stands heavy and swarthy, and, and colonel of the United States In- one would say, grim, were not there a , brev- TR General Willlam F. Shafter. war was declared. From a recent photograph, A brevet for colonel came for gallant and meritorious services in the battle of Fair Oaks, Va. His comn n as colonel ofithe First Infantry ated May 4, 1897, by his commission as brigadier general, succeeding which he was put in com- mand of the Department of California, with headquarters at San Francisco. ‘With the breadth of this continent for 1e UNDAY, JUNE 12, 1898. END OF THE OUTLAWS That TERRORIZED FOUR STATES. 25 General Shafter was long stationed in California before almost thirty yvears between him and the East, it was small wonder that the people o of this man of the hour. General Shafter had not been idle. General had,” said “‘served with d in the Indian Mexico and along the Rio Grande as feutenant colonel of the Twenty-fourth Infantry.” the end of the outlaws: “Butch” Cassidy, leader of the “Rob- bers’ Roost” gang,was killed this morn- Springs, on the Rio Grande Western, 200 miles south of this city. George Walker, one of Cassidy’s lleutenants, was also killed, while Lay, another leader, was taken prisoner, along with a named Thompson. The killing was done by a posse from Price, Utah, which has been on the trail since Sunday. were eight men in the posse. On Sunday the bandits, then five in number, held up two men in Box Can- yon, near Price, and drove off a bunch of cattle. As similar performances have been frequent lately, a number of de- ing near Thompsons the East sought to know more In these years mpaigns of Texas, New AST month a story appeared in The Sunday Call narrating that the Governors of Wyoming, Utah pnd Colorado had combined to run down the “Butch” Cassidy gang of outlaws that had been terrorizing five States for several years. Since the publication of the story the outlaws have been run to earth, the chief members killed and the remain- der put where they will do no further harm to the community. The following special to The Sunday Call, dated Salt Lake, May 13, describes termined men resolved to run down the outlaws. They came upon them at § o'clock this morning, four miles north of Thompsons, on the Book Cliffs. The bandits made a hard fight. Cas«< sidy and Walker were particularly des- perate in their resistance, and when both fell dead their rifles and six-shoot- ers were empty. Lay, one of the men captured, as: sidy In holding up Sales Agent Carpenter of the P. V. Coal Company at midday at C; Gate a year and a half They se- cured 38000 on that occ Though a dozen posses were sent in pursuit of them from different points, they eluded them all, and escaped to their mountain dens in safety. The identification of Cassidy was ac- complished through a picture taken when in the Wyoming penitentiary. Although Lay has been under sus- picion for a long ti his connection with the cattle thie was the first positive proof of his criminality. He has posed as a good citizen of Vernal, whose occasional extended absences There from home were never explained. In all, rewards aggregating several thousand dollars will come to the men who fought the ing and rid the States of Utah and Wyoming and Colorado as well of two of the most desperate men roaming their borders. fourth man, DR. JAMES H. LOW, Sculptor. DR. JAS. H. LOWES, Knights Ferry. Compared tosome of our glant predecessors—giants in intel- ect, in moral and physical courage, and in all that makes ————— man the noblest work of God— Wwe of to-day seem to the observant and contémplative mind almost lilliputian—and why? It seems to me that it is because we hdve, to a great degree, lost our moral force. A great and fundamental principle of life is that no people can hope to become powerful, prosperous and happy who are destitute of this. We must have faith, vital and practical, we must have honest con- victions and carry them out honestly, or we can never hope to accomplish anything of importance either as Individuals or as nations. Without candor, sincerity and directness of pur- pose, we become frivolous, unworthy and incapable of attaining the greatest blessings of life, or of holding for any length of time even the semblance of the re- spect and esteem of our associates. As it is with us as Individuals, so it is with us when segregated into the political divisions of the world; a frivolous king- dom, or empire or republic may apparently flourish for a time, but it {s doomed to destruction. For example remember Babylon, Persia, Assyria, Egypt, Carthage, Rome and Greece, and in our own times Venice and France—Venice already dead as far as influence or standing is concerned, and France ready to become the captive of the first country that will have her. Another thing to which can be traced the, in many ways, apparent degeneracy of this age, is the growth of infidelity, the modern estrangement of the human mind from its Creator. Those who shut out the great first cause from their thoughts and lives shut them- selves away from the grandest and highest possibili- ties of existence, and condemn themselves to medi- ocrity of idea and execution in all their ambitions and attainments. One of the greatest sources of the troubles of the present time, and gravest menaces to the future, is the position assumed by women during the past few years. ‘Woman is the foundation of the domestic Institution; without homes we are neither a people nor a nation, and we can have no homes when women are more anxious to take the places of men in business and public life than to perform the holy dutles of wives and mothers. v It 1s a pitiable fact that maternity is no longer looked upon as a blessing—the glorious crown of wo- manhood, but instead is considered by the majority of the educated women of the day as a disagreeable re- sponsibility to be avoided if possible. Women who are 80 “respectable” that they would shrink from even the slightest personal contact with a fellow creature who had erred in lesser ways will burden thelr souls with actual crime for the sake of being free from the re- straint and care of a large family, in which they should find their highest pride and greatest happiness. ‘Women can make or mar the world, and when the most highly educated, refined and intellectual of their sex becomes unwomanly, fonder of public life and work and the applause of crowds than of home life and the loving prattle of children, we eannot hope that the men of the future will equal those of the past In the noble qualities of mind and heart that have given the world in the past those masters in music, litera- ture and art, those giants in eloguence and statesman- ship, and those heroes in times of danger whose memories we still proudly reverence. CEEE) I do not believe that the brain of mankind has by any means]| reached its highest develop-| THEODORE HITTELL, ment. Because we have con<’ cluded to call certaln arts “Jost” is no reason why we should not find them agaln, and because certain men have so far outshone their brothers is no sign that other men will not come inte= the world upon whom has been bestowed genius equl- ing, if not excelling, that of their predecessors. The great trouble with those who look at these things in a pessimistic way is that they gye too much in a hurry. They do not realize how many years in- tervened between the real geniuses of the past. Think how long it was between the days of Homer and Virgil and Dante and Shakespeare and Goethe. I can see no reason why we should not have, right here in America, a poet equal to Shakespeare, a musician equal to Besthoven, and so on through the _Ust of the grandest mipds of the past, but We must ©PePP200293290000008800900000000000000000000000000000606000 - HAS THE HUMAN BRAIN REACHED ITS HIGHEST DEVELOPMENT? REV. SARAH PRATT CARR, walt for the fullness of time. I do not concede that, because we do not know them, there are no people of wonderful genius born into the world at the present time, for I think that there may be many, only circumstances do not draw them out. When a genius is born into an environment which calls forth the best that is in him humanity will re- Peat, if not outdo, the triumphs of the past. The future is even more likely to produce high types of mentality than was the past because modern life and modern education puts more people in the way of showing what is in them than did the con- ditions of former years. PR 1 ‘When I told Marion Crawford that I was isolated In Califor- nia, he replied: “You have con- centration here which is not to ————— be obtained abroad.” Mr. Crawford’s observation may to a certain ex- tent answer your question. I think that arts flourish the best where isolation and concentration are the greatest. Israel produced her best and wisest men when her clannishness was preserved in its purest form, and this greatness has not been repeated ever since she became a scattered nation. Greece was greatest when she was either on de- fense or at the end of her career of conquest. Her arts disappeared with the rising of the Roman power. Rome was never great in arts, but we observe that she excelled in them only when she began to cease to diffuse her energies abroad. The Shakespearean age just antedated the coloni- zation of America and elsewhere, which have ever since engrossed the attention of England and called her intellectual powers into other channels. Like the small states of Italy that gave birth to Michael Angelo and Raphael, Germany was the brightest when she was divided and isolated. Goethe, Schiller and Heine rose in those days. France nowadays leads in art, and it is well known that, of all the European nations, she mends abroad the least number of colonists. A republic in the midst of monarchies she has been for thirty years an ex- ample of isolation and perhaps also of greatest intel- lectual concentration. It is simply conditions that give birth to great ages. In art the world is neither progressing, retro- grading nor stationary, and when the requisite con- ditions are repeated, we will likely have great mas- ters again. Those conditions have nothing to do with the size of the brain. California is far from the FEuropean Influence. She may be the art center of America, because, as Marion Crawford suggested, she will be the greatest in isolation and consequent.ly Concentration. . DOUGLAS FILDEN, Seulptor. | Is art declining? Has humanity reached its cli- | pey gppAH PRATT CARR, max? To the individual the present hour is all of Lemoors, Cal. life. To-morrow never -—— comes. Nothing in nature is repeated. Two springs can never bloom allke. Man forgets that nature never ends and never waits. That in the divine, eternal symphony of his hour s but one note, struck, to be sure, In proper time and place, yet struck but once, never to be repeated In such relation. He thinks that what has been must be; but the truth is, what has been will never be again. He glues his eves to the past and cries: “That which is best is gone never to return.” This is why we quarrel about art, why we worship the old masters and see no new masters, no art of to- day. To nature, humanity is one. She takes plenty of time for its perfecting. What is undone to-day she finishes to-morrow. There are periods in human life which appear to be decadent, but which are only periods of shifting forces, of changing activities or be- lefs of man himself; such as war changes, false poli- tical life, wrong ideals or declining religious standards, Any or all of these influences may operate to make a temporary decline in art. But not any or all of them are encugh to stop the progress of humanity on- ward and upward forever. It is true that to-day We write no plays like Shakespeare's; have no players like Rachel and Booth, no singer to wear Patti’s mantle, no second Mozart, no new Sistine Madonna, no modern Venus de MRS. RAMON E. WILSON, PROFESSOR R. @. LUCCHESI, ¢®o®@o¢00«@00009@0000099eoooooo@eo®¢®®év@@06‘@@@@@4\@@@oo@@o@eoooQOOQW’@@@@@@®®®®\‘9@®®®®®®©0®000®0600 Medici. But there must be a seedtime as well as a visible harvest. All living things are conceived in the dark, and In the silence; and those who see beneath the surface believe that this very despised nineteenth century is the birthtime of a newer and a better art; that already art begins to show higher ideals, more delicate feeling, more honest effort. “‘Art for art’s sake”” has been the cry of the past; art for good’s sake will be the watchword of the future. If Michael Angelo painted as never man painted be- fore, or since, it is because his faith and sincerity were greater than man has since felt. Autokolsky, the Russian sculptor and art critie, says: “You see in primitive art a pure faith that touches you. Enter the convent, fast before you work, toil on your knees, be affected to tears, and you will reach the beatific heights Michael Angelo reached. And if you cannot do that, if you cannot passionately love your God, then love no less the hu- man soul, its joys and sufferings.” A man's art can never rise higher than his soul; but “a man’s reach should exceed his grasp.” The reach of art for art's sake is not as high as heaven; but art for good's sake is a reach to the very throne of God. Tolstol has been for years the evangelist of the doctrine of art for good’s sake; and a prominent French critic, Brunetiere, indorses him, and says that art is only perfect when its motive is pure, elevating, and above all things, honest. Man’s ideas of right have in the past been obtained from external authority. To-day the seat of authority is_being shifted to his own soul. " Conscience, educated by self-control and the Gold- en Rule, is the law of living; and art in any form, ex- pressing the good man’s innermost life and convictions, will be honest art. As man more and morg appreciates his personal heritage of “likeness to the Father” he will surely show it In an art that will transcend all past art, even as the art of the “old masters” transcends the weak imitations of them. DR Nature, the source of all, makes growth of some kind imperative. From a nebulous mass the earth has become a thing of beauty. From a solitary globe, revolving in silence, a populous world teeming with life goes singing on its way. It is long since the beginning, yet learning brings to us at the dawn of the twentieth century the best of all that has been, and from analogy a promise for re. ge Vrl\l'l}tl‘;t has been will again be. “Nothing is new under the sun.” Men that have made history have dled, and on new occasions the time has found the man. »rial Caesar dead and turned to clay, IEht Stop o hole to keep tho wind away: O, that that earth which kept the world in awe Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw! ATTY. GERTRUDE G. GREY, Canson Clty, New Tn the three epochs of greatest intellectual develop- ment—the Periclean, the Augustian and the Eliza- bethan, the best efforts of their sages were peans on se who went before. 3 o There is a tendency to exalt “the good old times. Mountains in the distance seem purple glories. Yet the traveler who has crossed them remembers the toil and dust of the way. The best good of humanity is merely a relative point of view. The “lost arts” fllled the need of a past and gone generation. Though never recovered their place is filled by things new and of present, practical utility. The progressive inventions enrich those that are, and the. future surely will hold better in store. The great minds whose light shines through the ages were brighter by contrast with the ignorance and darkness of their times. In our day intelligence and education are almost universal and even if no Demos- thenes, no Raphael, no Mozart, no Shakespeare, il- Jumines our decade, the aggregate of erudition, phil- osophy, sclence and inventive genius amply balances the scales in our favor. The past has been good; the present is better, but there is a hope of perfection through effort in the fu- ture for the children of many 2 & R GERTRUDE G. GREY, Attorney. 00900@@@@@0@@000@0@@@900@0@@@@00@900@@’ THEODORE HITTELL, Historian. L0900 OOCPPO The brain of man- - kind is steadily devel- | REGINA E. WILSON, oping, but much is lost to ourobservation | ChuimMan A, Music and Literature Dapi., because nature never | Callfornia Club. courts straight lines, = the spiral remaining always her favorite, A conse= quence of this is that development proceeds in a leisurely, graceful way more akin to unfolding be- tween two forces than to that which we usually un derstand by the term. The blossoming time is announced by a cluster of great Intellects throwing all their fragrance’ and beauty forth until earth seems a paradise of inspired and inspiring thought. Then follows a fructifying or seeding period, when the forces are quite as active, but not so clearly understood. 2 The great mass of humanity always rebels anything that tends to drive it fron\} the Cflm;lg()a;nts: the excellent, from dead blossom to living plant. As & result, these seeding periods are apt to be full of un« rest, dissatisfaction and pessimism. Sometimes the conclusion is reached that - thing is turning backward, when lo! the mol;vse:lg- denly parts, the new birth peeps forth and there is a gliding upward into purer air, Such a period was that w A hich preceded the Chris« No century is so perfectly adjusted th not produce degenerates. These are men t:'hf"t 13::: excused their evil habits until the sacred fire originally given them is cold, and they are unable to aqq an thing to life's creative impulse. b2 ‘We may open any page of the world’s his the timeof Manetho until the present Andheivre‘;;};v;m we ;nd }:he’r cold, ashen imprint. 0 them, all men of fire and spirit in need of restraint, fiends rushing mp&nkl:;eto":(l:zsg:! tomless pit. Filled with the empty rattlings of husk; and grass, they deem themselves greater than the prophets. Not that any prophet was ever fully valued by his people, nor any age rightly measured by those wha studied its dials. Homer constantly refers to the past with its mighty heroes, and Dante calls the shade of an earlier bard to guide him on his way. The one question, “Am I my brothers keeper?4 has rung its many changes through every century, The fact that to-day It meets with a readier response than ever before shows that a new chord has been touched, and reveals steady progress along the lines of humanity. Nations farthest behind at the moment are those that have pald least heed to this question and its afs firmative response. Victor Hugo declared that printing would put an end to the building of cathedrals like Notre Dame, And It has. Such free communication has been estab.. lished between the thinking men of nations speaking the same language that one thought is being forced home to all: God’s noblest temple is an upright man, And no art has ever been so great as that will be which shall celebrate every man’s right to stand erect before his Maker. If we consider the whole world, instead of soma favored portion of it, we must conclude that the great- est civilizing forces are yet to be put in operation. As the walls have been removed from cities, so the walls will be removed from nations. Men will at last learn to meet as men, the children of a common father. The consummation is a long way in the future; now is only the seedtime. When the harvest shall come It will be greater t‘ha.n Eny that has preceded it, i Certalnly not. It would be a denial of the necessary su- preme evolution of the Cos- mos set to motion by an ever< lasting supernatural impulse. From a literary, artistic and musical standpoint there is no reason to bélieve in the retrogression of the world nor in the deterioration of the human brain. There may be moments of stagnation, nay, there have been periods of stagnation and history tells us that they have been also very long, but as the elevation of our spirit evidently is decreed by the goodness of God, the human mind is bound to progress and with it the whole world. Homer, Virgil, Dante, Goethe and Bhakespeare mark as many luminous periods, thought to be unsur passable by the people of each of those periods, z PROF. R.A. LUCCHESI-