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THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, JUNE 4, 1899. yrighted, 1399, by Joel Chandler Harris. chance which gave Buster John opportunity to see was both curious and Interesting. The date was d the children's grandfather invited the hunters to with him, 50 as to have an early start the next . one Friday afternoon—the hunt was to take place hunters began to arrive, some singly and some In d arrived except young Maxwell and his hound Hodo. bring Music and Whalebone, and Tip, with othe; brought Fanny, and Rocket, and Bartow, with their Dennis b ht Rowan and Ruth and Top and Flirt. iters with thelr dogs, and one or two gentlemen who wanted to see the sport. day—the their friends and their dogs, were not the ones » So he cont ed to watch the big gate at Sweetest Susan tched with him, Drusilla be- g their T, who as good housekeeper looked after nd was not a raid to go into the kitchen. Buster John ng Maxweil would fail to come, and said so many ! his grandfather reading something that Max- county paper, and he had also heard the neg how clever and kind he was. And tt und, Hodo! What wonderful tales 1d about these animals! hour high, and just as B ate swing open. A large do; 1 a sorrel horse. Without alighi- lled the gate to, and, leaning down until but one of his feet pre against tho ch. Buster John had never seen the gate opened fore, fcr the Jatch had been purposely fixed could open the gate for vehicles going out 1 with much dignity for the gate to | 'ng the avenue, close at the heels of th ter John, cla Fountain hout ng his hands. described the horse twelve ar ol” How often b nd rider! “P: Rangy sorrel S 10TS wid dat drag de groun’.” The tail was tied up, owinz ds, but the mane was loose, and gave the horse a ve picturesque appearance T John gnd Sweetest Susan ran to meet young Maxwell, ter w ore them, > cried Johnny Bapter joyously. ny Bapter?" Then as the children came up Max- eves tight and sald: “Wait! Johnny Bapter, I'll bet the man over here is Buster Johy 1 s lady over here is Sweetest Susan.” While h wa pter pushed the children around deftly so that ny Bapter. At my hand.” It was open; 1d the little finger at Sweer- roduction charmed the t once, -~ tobacco, Johnny Bapter. children, who were shy, Now don’t feed my horse till b dh b dn o e o o o B S S UG 3 + + + + + 4+ mob with the “Ca Tr by Ed- wildly atonement member its polgnant cry for justice and BRER RABBIT SERIES PART IX. BYJOEL CHANDLER HARRIS - - I come out to-night, and do put him in a dry place where the wind can't strike him, and if you have time, wash his legs. The roads are awful. Hang my saddle and blanket on the side fence yonder. TII go in and tell ‘em howdy, and then T'll con.e out and look after them.” He went in the house with each of the children holding him by a hand. He seemed to bs a child with them. He shook hands with the host and with the other guests, and excused himself on the plea that he wanted to have a frolic with the children. He was seventeen, tut had none of the characteristics of that age. He was even more juvenile in_his actions than Sweetest Susan. He made the children call him Joe. and asked them where there was a shelter where he could put his saddle to keep it out of the dew. Make Johnny Bapter hahg it up with the rest in the carriage house,” »d Buster John. said young Maxwell. sug, No, tied to it by an in side fence there w “This is a peculiar saddle. It has a dog ble string.” Sure enough! When they reached the Hodo lying directly under the saddle and blanket, Bapter had placed on the fence. *You can see the dog remarked Maxwell, ** but you can't see the string.” Buster John suggested the old carpenter shop, which was a long shed room, the entrance to which had no door. There was a pile of shavings in the shop, and Joe Maxwell sald it was the very place of all others. So he placed his saddle on the workbench, kicked the shavings together, and told Hodo he could go to bed and pull the cover over his head when he got ready “Will he stay?" Buster John asked. up in the blac! Young which Johnn; and saddle, The other dogs were all fastened smith shop to keep them from going home. xwell laughed. “He'll stay there till I come after the sad- I call him out.” He was for returning to the house, but just then the children saw their grandfather and his other guests coming in their direction. Maxwell,”” said Mr. Collingsworth, “I've heard a heap of loose talk about this wonderful dog of vours. I lay you I have two can outfoot, Dennis has another and Kilpatrick another. Where've you hid him? mind dark horses in politi but I don't like dark dogs in fox dle, unle Then vou'll not like Hodo,” remarked Joe Maxwell, “for he's very almost black. Come, Hodo.” hound instant.,y came from the shed and stood i d turned expectantly to one side. This gesture, as you ’ as somewhat comical, but it was impressive, too. Hodo for a hound, but very compactly built. His breast bone and ere very prominent, his chest was.deep and full, his tmost abnormally developed, and his tail ran to a keen or was glossy black except for a dash of brown and white legs and a white strip between his eyes. His ears were those of the average pointer. His shape and build were on finely bred bull terrier, only on a very much larger scale. that a hound?” remarked Mr. Collingsworth, jokingly. re hounds responded Joe Maxwell. dog,” said Mr. Kilpatrick, “but he'll have some warm r him in the morning. :f conversation Buster John had approached clase to and now laid his hand on the dog caressingly. Hodo flinched as it 1ad been stung, and snarled savagely, but instinct or curiosity caused looking at his L u call Birdsong do; tty A pr him to nose the voungster, and then he whined and wagged his tail joy- ously he had fourd an old friend. “Well, well!”” exclaimed Maxwell; “this is the first time I have ever known him to make friends with a stranger. He has two faults, a bad an. head temper ah Hodo fawned on his tail in pect if were keoe er Johr, and whined wistfully. Once he curve hion, and ran around and hither and yonder, as frolic. /Maxwell was so astonished at these mani- ns that he could do nothing but laugh. Hodo's antics, howeve 1 attention ¥n_another quarter. A brindle cur belonging to = negroes took offense at the playful spirit of the strange dog, Gr it power is here, great been contributing to and came rushing toward him, barking ferociously. The cur was as large as Hodo and quite gs formidable looking. The hound heard the challenge and rushed to aceept it, and the two dogs came together some distance from the spectators. There was a flerce wrangle for the Al vantage, and then those who were watching the contest saw Hodo dragging the cur about by the neck and shaking him furlously. When Hodo finally gave him his liberty the cur ran toward the negro quarte: “I told you he wasn't a hound!” exclaimed Mr. Collingsworth. he is, he's not a common hound.” “I agree with you there,” said Joe Maxwell, laughing. Returning from his encounter, Hodo went to Buster John and rubbed his head against the youngster and followed him about. This, of course, was very pleasing to Joe Maxwell; for ordinarily Hodo was very vicious with strapgers, and especially with children. \\'h(»ndfugppér. whichpw:w a very substantial meal, had been discussed, Joe Maxwell cailed for Buster John and the two went to the lot. On the way there they were joined by Johnny Bapter. Show me where my horse is, Johnny Bapter,” sald Joe Maxwell, “He right yonder, suh, in de best stall dey is. His legs all clean. “Well, then, Johnny Bapter, I want fifteen ears of corn, not the big- gest, with sound ends, and two bundles of fodder. Put the corn in the trough, untie the bundles of fodder outside, and whip as much of the dusti out of it as you can. And then place a bucket of water in one end of the trough.” & This was all very quickly and deftly done, for Joe Maxwell's tobacco, as Johnny Bapter described it, “tasted like mo',” and the way to get more was to look after that sorrel horse. “I hope you are going along with us in the morning,” sald Joe Max- well to Buster John as they were returning to the house. “‘Oh, T wish T could!” the boy exclaimed; “I'd give anything to go, but mamma gays I'm too young. She's afraid something will happen to me.” Young Maxwell laughed. “Why, I went fox-hunting before I was as old as you. Mr. Dennis took me behind him twice, because I promised I wouldn’t hunt rabbits with his fox hounds.” “Please tell mamma that!” cried Buster John. “I certainly will,”” sald Maxwell. And he did. As soon as they went in the house he took Buster John by the hand and went into the parlor where the lady entertaining her guests with music and conversation. She was in high good humor. Her eye sparkled, and her laughter was pleasing to the ear. “Come in, you tao boys,” she cried merrily. “Here's a comfortable chair by me—shall T call you Mr. Maxwell? I used to call you Joe when you were yvounger.” ‘“Everybody calls me Joe,” sald Maxwell. “I have come to ask you a favor. Will you allow Buster John to go hunting with us to-morrow marning ?"”" “Why, who ever heard of such a thing?"” “Mr. Dennis, there, has heard of it—twice.” 1t The lady looked at Mr. Dennis, who gave an affirmative nod. “How would he go?"' she asked. “On my horse, behind me."” “What do ¥ou think of it, father?"” “Why. I think he will be perfectly safe with Joe.” “Let him go, by all means,” sald Mr. Dennis emphatically. “It wiil help to make a man of him. “But two on a horse in a fox chase? Why, it's ridiculous!” exclaimed the lady. “The horse would break down in hal® an hour.” “How much does Buster John weigh?” Joe Maxwell asked. “Fifty-five,” said Buster John, proudly. g ien thé horse would carry a hundred and forty pounds. nis weighs at least thirty pounds more than that, and he' man in the party.” % There was nothing for the mother to do but give her consent, thouzh she gave it with many misglvings, as mothers will, and with many ad- monitions to Joe Maxwell to take care of the boy, which he faithfully promised to do. 5 To make sure that he would not be left behind, Buster John begged to be allowed to sleep in the room with Maxwell. This point was easily carried, and the youngster went off to bed triumphantly, an hour earlier than usual. He was asleep when the hounds were fed on warm corn- bread, espeelally prepared for them; and he was far in the land of dreams when, a little later, Joe Maxwell carried Hodo his supper. which Jemimy (bribed with tobacco for her pipe) had “saved out” for him. It was not large in amount, but carcfully selected, and no doubt Hodo enjoyed it, for he made no complaint about t. Buster John, as has been said, went to bed happy and triumphant, and it seemed to him that he had been in bed but a few moments when he felt Joe Maxwell shaking and rolling him about in bed, and heard him cry out: “Where's this famous fox-hunter who was to go along and take care of me this morning? The horses are all ready, breakfast is ready Jemimy says), and everybody is ready except the Great North Ameri- can Fox-Hunter, known far and wide as Buster John. What can Le the matter with him?" In this way Buster John was aroused to the realities, and he remem- Mr. Den- the smallest (s0 bered with a thrill of delight that this was to be the day of days, so far as he was concerned. He leapt from the bed and was dresssed in a Jiffy. “There’s chilly this aid Joe Maxwell, solemnly last night; the air is “Don’t wake the house, my son.' your overcoat your mother sent morning. There wa But you have no overcoat,” up a cold rain during the night.” remarked Buster John. AR R R R R RS i i R R R R R R R I I o R R SR N o R R R R S R R R e AN EASTERN CRITIC: “ON THE MAN witt THE HOE™ AND WESTERN CRITICS ‘000006‘6*‘64¢0¢¢¢‘¢¢¢¢¢¢¢““¢y¢¢9¢-4¢¢6§406640t4‘¢¢¢¢‘¢;‘0;“4¢¢§¢¢¢t&¢t‘t‘00&66&#6060&0#¢§0‘&6#4**#00¢4¢¢¢4¢0$+040¢¢¢¢ now famous as How will it be with kingdoms and with kings— as he used to sign himself, was a name The “Wail ‘of the Wandering Dead” ex- McClure Com- his “Man With the Hoe™ All reagers of With those who shaped Bim to be ‘the thing familiar to ¥ n editors long before presses the same idea in another form: ss \h-r imme- the Herald, into. which. that poSHI“WAS ‘When this dumb Terror shall reply to God his Western critics discovered him. He Wau of the Wandering Dead. futt Man With copled on its first appearance, will re- Afier the silen » centuries? is now more than 50 vears of age, and has Death, too, i And’ yet a chimera and betrays, promised we should enter rest; Harper's and Scrib- “Oh, T'm tough,” replied Joe Maxwell. “I've been out to look after my horse and dog. They are both prime, and the weather is prime. If the fox we are going after is a friend of yours, you may as well bid him good-by this morning.” “He's very cunning,” explained Buster John. dog have chased him. He is called Scar-Face.” e heard of him many a time,” replied Joe Maxwell. “That’s Iim* reason I'm here to-day. If he's in the neighborhood this morning, and you get a chance, tell him good-by.” “I think he knows all about this hunt,” Buster John ventured to say. *‘Oh, does he? Well, it will be a mighty good thing for him if he has moved his quarters; but we'll beat around and about and see if he won't give us a dare.” “I know where he used to stay,” said Buster John. whether he was doing right or wrong. “Aaron showed me.” “Aaron? Well, Aaron knows all about it, and he knows a good deal more than that. Some of these days I'm going to write a book about Aaron. “Sure enough?” cried Buster John. put in it. seen 'em.” “Well, T'll tell you what we'll do,”” said Joe Maxwell; “we’ll make a bargain: You shall tail the fox to-day if you'll tell me all about Aaron Buster John agreed, and the two shook hands over the contract in the most solemn fashion. In a few moments they were eating breakfs which Was a very good one for that part of the country, even if tio coffee. was made of parched rye and sweetened with honey. Shortly afterward the hunters were ready to ride to the field. It was still dar but dawn was beginning to show itself, and by the time the wasjmade—the children’s grandfather having to give some direct Aaron—dawn was fairly upon them, and the chickens, were flutte from their roostsyto the ground and walking dubiously about in the ligh great many He didn’t know “I can tell you lots of things to I can tell you things that nobody Would believe if they hadn’t Now old Scar-Face, confident of his powers, had done a very fool thing. During the night, and while the rain was still falling, he had ventured to reconnoiter the Abercrombie place. He came out of the sedge field through the bars, crossed the road, and went sneaking as far as the gin-house. Here he stopped and listened. The night was still, but his quick ears heard noises that would have been imperce tible to human ears—the playful squeak of a rat somewhere in the g house, a field mouse of some night bird volce among them. threatening bark. hound was evidently tied. skipping through the weeds, the fluttering of He heard the barking of dogs, too, but not a s He heard the Spivey catch-dog, with his gruff Far away he heard a hound howling mournfuily Close at hand barked the cur that had chal- lenged Hodo; he had not yet recovered his good humor. But not a strange volce came to his ears. This was easlly accounted for. The hounds that were to pursue him had been comfortably fed and were now f: asleep, while Hodo was rled up in shavin dream- ing that he shad his mouth right on a fleeing fox, but couldn't seize him He whined and moved his limbs as he dreamed d a prowling cat that had paused to investigate the noise in the shavihgs flitted av Al the sounds that came to old Scar- s ears were famili so, from the gin-house he sneaked to the barn, as noiselessly as a ghost, pausing on the to listen. Hearing nothing, he went furthe under the eaves of the barn, in one end of which the hor men were stabled. Here he stopped and listened for some time. could the silence mean? Peeping from the sedge-field during the after noon he had seen more than one horse and rider pass along the ro and sev whiffs of strange dogs came to his sensitiv e, He cor cluded that these men and dogs meant another chase after him; but he was not certain, and so came forth in the dark to investigate. Usually when hounds are taken away from home and fastened up out of sight of their ‘mast ome of the younger ones will get lonely and begin to bark and howl. Old Scar-Face knew this well, but he didn't know that seasoned dogs rarely ever make such a demonstration unless they are hungry. Consequently, when he heard no barking and howl- ing, he was almost convinced that, after a night's foray, he could return to the sedge-field and sleep undisturbed the next day. Still there was a doubt, and to ease his fears he decided to test the matter more fully. On 'a fence near him a hen and half a dozen pullets were peacefully rectly under the hen, gathered and the next moment was ca his strong legs ring through roosting. under hi He crept up m, leaped upward the dry.weeds dragging the squalling hen by the wing. Surely the racket was sufficient to alarm the plantation. At the barn he dropped the hen, placed a forefoot firmly upon her, and held his head high to listen. There was certainly a loud response to the hen's alarm . geese in the spring-lot made a tremendous outery, seconded by line but the only dog that barked was the cur that made a mist by attack- ing Hodo This certainly seemed to be a fair test, and old Scar-Face was satis- fied. He crushed the poor hen's neck in his cruel jaws, and put an end to her appeal for help. He was not very hungry, but he carried the hen home, promising himself a hearty breakfast in the morning. He ate a good ration, however, and then curled himself snugly together until he looked like a big ball of vellow fur He was awake early the next morning, bit before he was half through his breakfast the ligh as beginning to creep under the briars, when he heard a lor il at the Abercrombie place, followe: wnother. How often he had heard this wail! [t was the cry of fox He stayed not to hear it repeated, but skipped out into the gray dawn, like the shadow of fear stealing away from the light. (End Part IX.) R e R R R S + + 5 + e + ginality of ner's and the ntic for nearly a quar- is as empty as the cup of days It rang through the land and awoke re tion of form ter of a c ry. But not until the ap- Bistficie it has el ioinreast. sponsive echoes everywhers notion is much, pearance of “The Man With the Hoe' did by Millet's fam s much, form is much also. he wake up to find himself famo - world we left be by the quotation fro 1¢ union of the three that really This fame has urned his head. He aing of all our masterdom? made man in his own image S poetry s speaks modestly gh of his own per- Onl out of the crumbling mind. ognized as a protest against the extant Western Poets and Critics. I{”:m‘,”"". 2 ROALSTEWHOEADCI (LTS g 14 Gray Inn, order for which not men but man is - . b ; iim- for inter I T cost. The fec 1 Wes which spawns great “ n n W e said to one vin; sponsible. Why, it asked, are some men 5 7 ne i & I am a man of e he said t we b nce to wing icer of jeweled ph foredoomed to hopeless t while gthers Poetsby.lhe scores and follows them UP of these. “I am a child of the furro I e AiseenEatt = fit by thelr toil idly in WIth gr critics by the hundreds, in All my youth was passed a farm and w. cander, wander, and the nights come pper crust pleasure nd cl unpro- order that the latter may discover the cattle rang the hard, severc T lown ot e r 4 . n 2 ere is the ditions that i that fife. So when th starless darkness and the rush of rains; t v mon t ductive Ives purp has decided that here is th 'wrw s an T write to Wa drift phantoms by the songless town, 5 Good, hones Who made the one a othe 1 of all the great Western poets. 2 ok A = 5 We drift as litter on the windy !anes, 1 from their daily tasks master? t 5. 20 Turiher: IOnElde e N R S : : - 7 i i s thin crust. with no fore- . " serts tt The Man With the Hoe R 2 e s 1. Hope is the fadinz. vision-of; the heart o ] “ A ith t ° > the principal of a school in Oa nd. Cal macking spirft th g up wild hands. of the possible upheaval that Jhe Man With the Hoe touches the high water mark of Ameri- M€ Principal of a s he made a visit 100 us on With mugic at the start, at ment threatens its integrity. Bowed by the w can achievement in verse. Another, more. , ©7 YSAIS 3EQ. he tei's U8, 00 ind To leave us at dead fountains in the sands. They accept what is as what ought to be. modest, but still a master of {ll consid- etk “Arat 5 1 A . then for the first tyme saw Millet's paint- ey . Content with a condition of things that ¢red superlatives, thinks 1t the best thing ;2% (b Y TESC WS SATE LY w all our dayecare but A cry for sleep, yields comfort to many and affluence t written by an American author in a quar- i s 3 Pl Al LR % : Millet’s Paintin . theta net_eom ) the en . a they have clousness of tr he r of a century. A third holds that it e Lunes A place where we can lose the feel of life? undercurre surging within the e amps the author as *“one of the great- “I sat for an hour hefore the pa 8, 1 s of the majority to whom \who,oseneq and let back \his < est thinkers in the world.” A fourth, and all th tenor apd power of be as sonseless as the dust afuence is an impossibility and comfort "y more welrdly impressionistic in his lan- the picturc upon EEhg L L e Jescent improbability. \\),ngl.-r r“;.:fln blew out the light within this gyage declares that “*he goes down into that this creat n{ the painter was no sh to feel the Tooth of Hell? the true prophet, the true poet, o the dim places of the dead; he reaches mere peasant. no chance W\. r sensitively alive to the inar- he Thing the L nd gave in heart- r to the Father of flelds, but h‘y» D mbol aur feet e n“\:rm Aine. ""‘:,,‘q",';‘ e mors from the deeps. He puts e dominion Life.” A fifth says, “This poem comes as Of the toiler, ! \* ‘Awes, and diepel the dream rticulate clamors into artieulata 1° ace the stars Yens f0r the cry of the Zeltgelst.” of inaustrial RESEIOaed worn & ang close the amking - a nd soulless majority To fecl the passion of ¥ ? ) © number of great Western critios Peasant the slow but awful et bl spokesmen. Good, IS this the Dream He dreamed who shaped join in agreeihg that Markham is the Tt m]fl"; (hrn:u:) ~:“4.h”- h pele 2iing o Shimeee st, eas £ 5 o the suns OTEmOAL T inIs T erature since less labor. w in the peasant betrayed N~ new read for the dead to take hone €asy men of the present may fail and pillared the blue firmament with light> LOTemOst ”"‘ i = i i gane humanity, for, Cain to the contrary, we CAE are W 1ong the w-ids astray— to recognize In his audaclous utterance Down all the stretch of Hell to its last guif Tennyson and Browning. SR At brlasa Oub BYathara Naipet e we that cannot wh break, tocsin of the past, the alarum of the There s no shape more terrible than this “Where's your Wully Shakespeare are all more or h €] on though life has gone away. " Anbeiihe foas More tongued with censure of the world's now?" cried a hot Scotch in the gallery This picture stuck in my memory for ten : ey continue their pathway to blind greed— of the Edinburgh Theater, rejolcing over vears, until my Christmas vacation, and I © the sons of Misery and Eld; and fro upon the crust of present conven- More filled with slgns and portents for the * . 2 e Wwrote out the imy 1 of it that had er Death. with all your blushing tion. M y look upon him as a soul— the success of John Home's “Douglas aulgShor R e 5ol ine o e} More fraught with menace to the universe. *“Wher our Ruddie Kipling now?"' ap- been springing up through my s ‘i per- king to overturn ied order which brings plum some and bread to many. versely the and wick abli pudding to What gulfs between him and the ser Slave of the wheel of labor, Are Plato and the phim? to him swing of Pleiades? L What the long reaches of the peaks ¢ ong, But the folly of one generation becomes The rift of dawn, the red reddening of ihe the wisdom of the next. The French Rev- rose? olution had its germ in the “Marsei ATt Rt aY isans; the dfultaring ane nd culminated with the “Ca I Time's tragedy Is In that aching stoop: who turned ‘a deaf ear to the Through this dread shape humanity betrayed, Plundered, mer and continued their mad dance (ries matest oo the Srodisinherited, over the prostrate form of the plebeian A proest that Is also prophecy % woke see that form resurgent, and = O masters, lords and rulers in all lands, Is this the handiwork you give to G. This monstrous thing distorted ended by finding themselves strung up to lanterns to the music of ne latter. soul. such a revolution impending in Amer- quenched? How will you ever straighten up this shape; e bloodless revolution this time, 4 4 fve back the upward lool and e ght: fought not with bullets, but with ballots? Rebulld In it the mucle o e Hoely, 80t If so, Edwin Markham will prove to be ich it again with immortality; and at once its desplsed prophet and its ac- pss IEht the immemorial inamies, cepted high priest, Ho sans his Mg, Peridious wrongs, immedicable woes? seillaise” in many a hymn in honor of la- © masters, lords and rulers in all lands, How will the Future reckon with this Man? How answer this brute question in that hour ‘When whirlwinds of rebellion shake the world? bor, whose sound and fury signified noth- ing for the moment. Then he caught the 000000000000000OOOODOOOOOOOOO000000OO0OOOO0000000000000000000000000000 QDfifinflfifififififitf!‘fififlnflfififififlflfifififiqfiflflflfifl | District pears to he the unexpressed but secretly exultant interrogative of co-ordinate crit- Icism in the West., Is It a Great PoemP Of course this is all nonsense. Man With the Hoe" is not a great poem in the sense that the masterpieces Tennyson or Browning, or even Kipling, are great poems. One may still hold t the comparison with “The Marseillaise’ and the “Ca Ira.” But neither “The Mar- seillaise” nor the “Ca Ira” is a great poem. Both were great rallying cries, as “The Man With the Hoe" may prove to be. They voiced a prevalent. and event- ually dominant mood. They possessed the stormful energy of passionate protest. All this is true likewise of the newer lyric. But of all three it is true that they have ndt the majesty or authority of the high- est poetry And the fun of the thing is that Edwin Markham, or Charles Edwin Markham, Deputies Shaler and Spencer. o The officers are Henry H. Davis, M. W.: X | George H. Cabaniss, F.; W. E. Stewart, fed o /. M. Josephi, R.; M. Porter, F.; F. o n, Rec.; J. Henry, G.; A. Wheeler, 5 o Thompson, O. W. The selection o 2 | of < ster workman and_medical Q33fififlbfibfifififififififlfiflbflflfififififififlfififlfifififl THE EASTERN STAR. Next Friday evening twenty - nine members of Mission Chapter, ladies and gentlemen, will present for the entertain- ment of members and their friends in Mjs- slon Music Hall, at Howard and Twenty- first streets, a farce entitled “Mary Ann's Predicament,” an -original production, the work of a number of the very bright minds of the chapter, and they are not a few. At the meeting last held the chap- ter balloted for candidates and received several applications. The chapter now has a membership of 200, is most prosper- ous in every way, and ihe members feel that much of this is due to the members of Mission Lodge, F. and_A. M., by rea- #on of thelr stanch and loyal support. The excursion of members of the East- ern Star to Lake County last week was a very enjoyable one, and all who went | were pleased with all they saw in that picturesque county. THE ODD FELLOWS. Frultvale Lodge, recently instituted at | Fruitvale, Alameda County, by District Deputy Grand Master D. A. Sinclair, is | 1z 5e . in a flourishing condition and Wds fair to | Panforin® semivel s iy become one of the foremost lodges of the | Kidd, Cunningham and Wigmore and oo 0 The officers are J. H. W. Rile; N. G.; Dun Levy, R. S.; C. Jackson, T. and A. Jackson, F. 8. land on the 1ith inst. | sociation in Redding to be known the Veterans’ Association of Northern Cali- fornia. lister to-morrow night. Oriental Rebekah Lodge will hold an open meeting next Wednesday night, when there will be a good programme and explanation of ‘‘the mys recently given by the lodge. To-morrow night Loyal Rebekah Lodge rious lunch" ensuing term. There will also be initia- tory work. This lodge is arranging for an apron and necktie social to be given on the night of the 12th inst. ANCIENT ORDER OF WORKMEN. Last Wednesday night The Old Friends’ Lodge No. 364 was instituted in the Pyth- There will be a_celebration and dedica- | Hon of an Odd Fellows' hall in Wheat- | %, C0llation in addition to a programme There is a movement to organize an as- | 5. will hold its election for officers for the | s deferred until the next s lodge was_ organized by 2 . Lord and J. E. Slinkey. Valley Lodge on last Wednesday night, after the initiation of four candidates, was treated to a surprise by the social cemmittee in the nature of a smoker and of vocal and instrumental music and telling. Magnolia Lodge has voted $300 to be used in the celebration of its twenty-first anniversary, which will fall on the 10th The grand patriarch and the grand sec- | 0% JUly. There will be a banquet for the retary will visit the encampment at Hol- | members and their wives at one of the downtown dining rooms. C. T. Spencer | of this lodge has made arrangements to Ilfnrm a lodge of the Degree of | be dancing, and there will also be given an | Honor, to composed of the -wives and lady rela- tives of members of the lodge. It i& ex- pected that the lodge will be organized in a short time. THE NATIVE SONS. The membership of Mount Tamalpals Parlor No. 64 has appointed Emmet Hay- den, W. F. ‘Magee, S. Herzog, A. E. Scott, W. J. Eden, L. A. Hughes, F. M. Angellotti and W. 8. Dreypolcher a com- mittee to arrange for a proper celebration of the Fourth of July In Marin County this year. It has extended an invitation to the parlors of this city and vicinity to take part in the parade that will be held in San Rafael. Altamont Parjar of Ocgidental, Sonoma “The of these year: But we who now have s Mr. Markham's verse in its en recognize that in many a prelude to the final utterance he breathed the same Spir- it of altruistic love for the oppre hatred for a system which produ conscious and, unintentional opp irety can Here, for example, Is a little houséd in his palace of art: 4 Armageddon. We sit here and whisper and wonder Of the woes that are coming on earth When the stooped, gilent tollers in thunder Shall ask whatsthe ages are worth There'll be curses and cries for the reasons, And a tempest of feet on the stairs; And kings will turn white in thelr treasons ‘And prelates grow pale at their pravers. There'll be cries—there'll be beating of ham- mers, For the anarchs will gather again; There'll be knocking at gates—there'll clamors night—there'll be whirlwinds of men, Ts not this “The Man With the Hoe" in miniature? be By County, has arranged for the celebration of the Fourth of July by a picnic and barbecue at Alder Glen Park during the v and a grand ball in the evening in Native Sons’ Hall. At the park F. F. Williamson will be the president of the day. Mi: Lucy Palmer will read the Declaration of Independence and William Cowan will deliver the oration. NATIVE DAUGHTERS. The anniversary ball given by Golden State Parlor in Union Square Hall on the night of the 25th of May was one of the delightful events in the history of the parlor. There was a good attendance of members and their friends, who, under the supervision of the committee, consist- ing of Misses M. Tietjen, A. Ackman, L. Fahrenkrug, Rosa Day, L. Meyer and F. von Staden, enjoved a very fine pro- ramme of dances. Golden State is a ive sarlor and always has a host of friends. The members of Alta Parlor had a night at the Steeplechase last week, and it was such an enf() able event that there is not a member who is not glad that she did not stay Rwl&. . Calaveras Parlor has elected Miss M. McFarland as its delegate to the Grand Parlor. This parlor, which was instituted but a few months ago, has now a mem- bership of thirty-five, and it is expected that at the next meeting five more will be initiated. At the last held mi!ellnil the arlor was visited by Mrs. Lena Hilke ills, the grand president, and for ner benefit there was an exemplification of the ritualistic and floor work. The visiting official was loud in her praise of the work of the officers, it belng as perfect gs any | ately as many_friends And let our broken spirits be dispelled Let dead men sink into the dusk of things. Finally. here is a little poem in which he expresses a true valuation of his own verse, as a mortal and perishable thing, vet a thing by which the immortal sense of right shall be quickened into birth: These Songs Will Perish. These songs will perish like the shapes of air— The singer and the songs die out forever; But star-eved Truth singer) Sweeps hurrying on; far off she sees a gleam Upon a peak. She cried to man of old To build the enduring, glad Fraternal State— Cries vet thibugh all the ruins of the world— Through Karnak, through the stones of Baby- on— Crles for a moment through these fading songs, (greater than song or On winged feet, a form of fadeless vouth, She goes to meet the coming centuries, And, hurrying, snatches up some human reed, Blows through it once her terror-bearing note, And breaks and throws away. It is enough If we can be a bugle at her lips, To scatter, her contagion on mankind. 00000000000 0000000 onecould desire. This parior,which hasbeen designated as ‘“The Beauty Parlor' on ne- count of the large number of young ana handsome native daughters who helong | to it, promises to become one of the mosi popular of the city. THE NA']‘I(IN;\ITIYNIUN. The assembly of the Natlonal Unfon for the State of California will meet in Red Men’s building on Post street on the 2th inst. at 2 o'clock in the afternoon for the purpose of electing a representative to the Senate, appoint an executive committee of five and choose its officers. Past President Fred H. Hastings, one of the most ener- getic workers in the order, one who has spent innumerable nights in visiting coun- cils in and out of the clty to propaga the principles of the National Union: il be a candidate for the position of State Tepresentative, and if he has proportion- among the repre- sentatives to ghe assembly as he has.in the order at large he will be elected by an overwhelming majority. INDEPENDENT FORESTERS. Last Tuesday night Court Yerba Buena elected three officers to fill unexpired terms and they will be Installed next Tuesday. There was an unusually large attendance and during the evening there were suggested means by which the court can add to its membership. Last night Court Apollo.gave an enter- tainment and dance in Mission Oper Hall. 'é’lere wa ‘Frenented a good %ro'- ramme of entertaining numbers and the ance was enjoyed by the many youpg Edwin Markha . 00000000000000000000000003000000000 \|-‘ 1\:0 and a few of the old ones until a ate hour. it being the smoker night. There was a r 2 first-class programme and Sir Knight T 'Il Chief Ranger McElfresh has been ger of Los Angele the ‘one wx: k confined to dark room in his home in | band, entertained with his specialti Angeles for several days in conse- | some time. Sir Knight Powell of Sac of an operation performed on his | mento Tent was present to reoei, % struction in the initiatory work \i ourts Acacla, Friar Tuck, Madrone, | was So well pleased with the wor i A'\n.lh' and 2~‘.v|| Francisco held meet- | team that made arrangemen to have ng last Thursday night in Red Men's | the team visit the. capital city and confer bullding rrangements to give a | the degrees on a 1 il o number of candidates members and their 4 2 for Sacramento T, e proj lady friends and such friends as they | those Who so to e oo% R 1m1g.h|_u|sv_\ to invite. WiI1 be. well taken care of. After the pr 1ere are good prospects for a new | gramme refreshments and cigars wer court at Halfmoon Bay. served in the bana and whils there the Sir Knights were honored & visit from the ladies of San Franc Hive and a new programme of enter rted. THE AMERICAN GUILD. At the meeting on the last Friday in May Mill Valley Chapter No. 468 elected by sco in- the following named to serve for the cur- [ L85t Tuesday night S ot Tent b erm L L. Jenes, BG.: L HL| worgl reremon v b aciions, which Vs Sy W 4 5 G.: John accepted candidates were initiated by the Burt, 8. and . M. C. Schluter, C.; | team of the tent in good Stoio c Tl 0o B. Grethel, W . J. Dowd. G.; Dr. J. J. | creased the membership to 203, During Spottiswood, M. E.; W. E. Weaver, C. J. | the evening thors wha im tostoseyn HnE LI vere in ec by eputy upreme v S o 3 s du Governor R. W. McGarvie. 'This chaper | [0lOWed by & musical ey Jm- promptu, but none the and an address by a importance of avoldin ment of all tent du he s took accasion to pay a high compli to the efficiency of Deputy Ermerins With the assistance of the members succeeded in a period of two month increasing the membership from 3 to 203, a record which entitles him to the honor of being the most energetic deputy in the fraternal fleld of San Francisco. The tent wcceptable, Knight on the will give a social in Gerthel's Hall, Mill Valley, on the Sth inst, and as the iadies have promised a fine collation and plenty | of fcecream it is almost an assured fact | that there will be a large attendance and | 8 Bood time for all. The chapter bids fair 0 a number of strangers to - s 1 g its memn THE MACCABEES, San Francisco Tent at its meeting on the last Friday in May had a large at- | tendance of members and many visitors, Continued on Page Thirty-Two. »