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THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, JUNE 11, 1899. 23 E have a mode right here In But if you were to the Works at to be forearmed with b town ce, you w 3 hings that would o fep m erintend gh to o this world ind em came lived for days ign over the is necessary glass must go int vegetable refuse it is soon reduced “of course, the pickers fir things you term cu and if t happens to be dead body of a why, we can port the matter the Morgue tell where it was found Of photographs and letters the is practic o limit in the dust heaps. - love letters, business let 1g letters to unruly debtors, 1 threaten ters to the Coroner asking that a certa disposition be made of the writer's hody within k fter death, which is sure to occy at t twe -four hours after the 3 is dry; begging letters from men with large familles. all on the verge of starva- tion, where the temporary loan of a few dollars means the salvation of innumer able lives; letters to the Board of S ge to sell 1 without t vizors asking v the privi pencils on the 3 £ v of paving the amount ¢ ise a license as pres law:; sweet little perfumed from schoolgirls, asking classm to come to Juncheon on certain dates, with the prom- {se of lots of fun talking over old times. In one special packet Mr. Boucher has cegregated the many foolish requests for the return of articles lost In this city, which he recetved st ing charge of the wc One woman writes as follows: Manager Garbage ‘Works—Dear 04080508040 & 0®0S0 9090 ® 0909090809060 ' GREAT MEN WHO ARE EARLY RISERS.| | There are few ecarlier risers than the c 1 KT Quoons of Eyrope, who might | | pardonably ind in hours l!mn‘ their subjects. In his younger days the an Emperor to rise at half-| 4 in summe Al lock in winter, and was payving his morning visit to the| stables when nearly all Vienna was sleep- | | ing. | The Germ rd, rn Emperor has never been nd js usually hard at work in his ¥ o'clock and on horseback | at 6, e the Empr spares her hus- | £ Sven wi t he in band’s love of the morning hours, and | at ock eve depth ¢ may be seen cantering on her fa two hours before the world breaks its fast. King Oscar en and Norwa his belo every morning, and 1. Jules and Roumania have s at this hour. I 1 unz Queen of Holiand, like her g mother, rises at 7, and at about the sam hour the Queen Regent of Spain may be | cen, in somber black, ““fat and florid,” on | Work is ¢ to mass. £ 1 not been an| Many of Englan men_have he s, 1 should never | scorned the delights of bed while living have written m books than I have | “laborious days.” Brunel, the great en- | ived , who lived to be 50 ly spent t. the great | mor n four hours in bed at any time | aveler, rarely | of his crowded life; and Sir William Ar- | wours in be d, | rol, the engineer of the Tay and Forth Sir James Sawyer, | bridges, and the Brunel of our day, rises | t with two hours; | earlier than any of his employes, and will T to be eighty, | frequently crowd twenty hours’ work | spend more than fiva | into one day during the progress of his | bed was shameful self-in- | great enterprises. | Although his invarfable hour | Art, too, has its early risers among its sing was $%o'clock, he scarcely ever | most eminent men. G. F. Watts, the great hi sk in’ the morning, or|academician, has rarely allowed his bed | ynrise him that a new day | to keep him away from his brushes later than b o’clock in the morning. 090404040 THE UNCLE WITIH T<AKING CVER THE TRASH-HEAR' 040®092 #0$0P0S0P0% 0 0®0$0®0H0% stalking scarabs | cons Sir: Will you be so kind as to re- lace to-day. You will be good to turn to me an upper set of artificial poor little girl, won't you? Re- teeth which were accidentally spectfully HEL FRYE. at my house last urday. I “Now,” sald Mr. Boucher, “lct us go and sure they were thrown into the if we can find the poor little dollle 1. I can {dentify them if you at opens and shuts its eves. Here you, would be so kind to send them how 1r dolls have 1 raked out ont to my house. Yours, respect- hopper this morning ete o This remark was addressed to a very e ks for the return of @irty man, evidently an Italfan, who was a switch of black hair, which sl patading upsend idomitlie hvass fapmed o e e Ve AT with an ordinary garden rake. e S anrdl aRd “Dolia, dolla, 3r. Bouel'; nota one dolia ate she ~geh abou to. ately el Etopseosahany © “Now, now. that will do, Joc,” was Mr. and justice in s land or Boucher's reply; *“I don’t mean money:. 1sh and - r I m 1 (',lt'.!l( ¢ by vou Kno ¢ all about it now, in one corner of t “Oh Mr. and led us that save to a pile where we found the rare of toys one would care to look h immedi e troubl swit futv nd of his positio at. I now n to wonder how we were Thers fs one package of papers with a {0 i “he poor little dollie with most decided legal aspect which was 0 " ¢ that opened and closed. ut really interesting, especially the Inscrin- [0 (10g (o have great confidence in the back ident :‘-.n!r.vvu”"h sagacity of my friend. the superinten kage represented the hard T culle e b ol some poor fellow who had p;geq out that particular doll had he not thead of the world 400, rrupted by a messenger from the ik, H"y“ "'""l‘l“ o “" nt gate, w some one wanted to me € § is the true him on bu: Al weaith, property. The il e e 1 of receipts for monthly pay- tle girl. From the anxious expre n a certain piece of property, and face of the child 1 immediately ments covered a period r ten nized her 4s the owner of “the blue- ed dollie as a sweet man a t appear a very Interest . thing, with a sad expression, which t for the last shey upled with the deep mourning garb she wld first be read in ord > wore told of troul which haa come a4 what the m inten- 16 her young life very recently. Her had been fc companion was very old indeed, and It was a le d to rely ent upon the child for fe or sister, fc ructio “Dear May,” and read ¢ mumbled out something about the little girl ng his granddaughter < AT it it that he was the only member of the fam- ST e e ily who could spare the time to bring her } PP as 3 0 far away from home in search of her chased a piece of property which Y ’ Sy b IOt e e lost doll. Then his eve caught sight of a enough ito. pay cashs down fonther % “er” hisierrand.s BCSANAlly ven DIoperty-F But L Dove Spald S0 remark that the collar on the : BRot anie th Srest Swilcome e was 100 tight. After this bit of unsolicit- Sy e S oulysabllssditomn ed information the old man took a seat $0 per month, and this i on a box and continued to mumble to interest. Yes, this is m himself, *Too tight, too tight.” toward prosperity. We gave him up and concluded to ask idently the writer the little ¢ she would be willing to prosperity was taken oen ur leave her grandfather there while we nd, for after over ten yvears’ wa went in search of *‘th yed After ame direction, according to the a thoughtful momer sald, “Yes, he rec had given up in will stay here if T ask him to.” On the .-.11){ .-]r :nlm resolution The child took Mr. Bouche intentions he had indorsed he led her to the doll mor To Hell With Prosperity; I quit pick out vour little one.” he he tossed the bundle in the antly. “I am sure you will find her } where it found its way to in_this pile The le girl se ed the toys ten- “Here,” said Mr. Bouct ds a note I gerly and finally uttered a small excla- recelved this morning. mation of delight as her eye caught sight to give this my attention, for of the “blue-eved one She quickly comes from a broken-hearted little child. spatched the inanimate mite from tie See what she has to say: rubbish, and the tears started from Dear Mr. Dustman:~ T have lost her eyes cried: hat's my poor baby! my poor doilie. I love her very The dear thing, how she must have suf- much, as she was a present from tered. somé one who Is dead,and that some And how she hugged the poor image to one was so dear to me. Won't you her loving heart ask vour men to look for my poor “Now.” said the superintendent, ‘“‘take little dc he has blue eyes that your dollie home to your mother and teil open and shut. T am sure she was her Mr. Dustman is glad to be of some taken to the dust heap and car- service to her riel away by vour man, for the Here the child began to sob convul- Chinese boy next door the gively. “Oh, my poor, sweet mamma.” man carry away the he she eried; “my poor, sweet mamma. She is quite sure he saw her feet stick- gave me that dollle and now she is dead. ing out of the barrel. If anybody That's why 1 love my dollle so much.” will go with me I am going to your We led Ethel back to her grandfather, 9040404040404 0 $ 0H0HO: “SCARAB HUNTS” THROUGH PAWNSHOPS [COMEDIAN'S REVENGE ON LEADING MAN CARAB hunts are popular now MERRY war of words between the “Scarab hunts' are simple search leading man and the comedian of in pawn shops and curio places an a Vien Theater resulted in the foreign stores for the sacred beetl of Egypt, and then adding them to one's collection. One reason why e is t latter vowing eternal hatred to his rival and dire vengeance at the first opportunity. The prompter at this theater is an old lady, whose ceremonious dignity and one likes to go they are such, it qulet game. They are tiny carved beetles | courtly fhanners have earned for her the of stone, and in some s purport to be | sobriquet of “Frau Hofrathin” (Mme. la the *“one and only” beetle turned to | Conseillere de Cour). The comedian elab- stone after his long confinement fn some pyramid in Egypt. Egyptologists and archaeologists are ntly unearthing these scarabeli—to spell it technically—and they are on the | market in jewelers' hands or the hands | of noted antiquaries in this city and else- wher It is well to get a pedigree with | that one acquires, as there is nothing asier than for the uninitiated to have palmed off on them some imitation of the genuine article. So skillfully have the beetles been imi- tated that many w York importations of the Paris “fake" scarab can be found The real scarab is rather small, and r sembles nothing so much a coffee bean. | Their colors vary from the dark blue and | darker brown coffee bean style to pale | blue and rose, or even red Some are | transparént and some semi-transparent. | Many are of a dull umber, and o(\on‘ | | ated a scheme to be revenged upon his enemy, and the prompter was the me- dium he employed for carrying it out. The leading man's memory was none of the best, and he always placed great de- pendence upon the prompter, who was very friendly to him. econd act, a long and difficult one, al- w demanded her closest attention. ing, the fatal night, she had narrow staircase into her One climbed the | box, a staircase so narrow that it was im- | possible for her to turn, and she was al- forced to make the descent back- Ay ward. Some one had climbed the narrow stairs and had started to cut off the buttons of the old lady’s boots. A struggle between modesty and professional duty ensued. She tried to get her feet out of the way in vain; she struck out at haphazard, still in vain. In the meantime she had lost the thread of the dialogue and the poor lcading man was plunging wildly in con- fused sentences; the heroine was com- pletely at sea and the curtain was rung down amid a storm of indignation from the gods in the gallery. black and even unsightly, They nare used in various ways, brooches where they are set in the sacred 1k and in_twining snakes, which were sacred to the Egyptians also, in winged bull heads and in various ways that sug- gest the mummy and the obelisk. as TUESDAY WeDNESDAY One scene in the | $0®0®0®0P0L090&: whom we fc him. He inqui looosened up t ind just where we had left -d xiously “if we had t collar on the off horse The child took the old man's hand, and the last we saw of them they were their way to a car, the child hug her treasure and the old man lookin vain for that “off horse with the tight collar.” Now.” said Mr. Bouche ter go over to the photograph see what Bill sho is something that Vensanza, but we short.” So we went over to see who proved to be the g house and saloon for the The photographs w really seeing. The first > 1 noticed w of Attorney Geor A. Knight. “Why." I exclaimed in surprise, “is it possible this {s the picture of Mr. Knight “And why not?” Mr. F answer. “I am like the old sexton all come to my solitude, one by one. Bl has a great collection of public men here Sure enough, it was the picture of the eloquent Knight. Now, how do you sup- pese that photograph ever reache ash barrel, I asked? “Well, that is a ha a me small Wi was question to answer, usually through ac- cident, I fancy. Sometimes a servant solls a picture, and in ¢ tection throws it in the it reaches me. Ex-City and County Attorney Harry T. 0 ® 09®0H0H0®0®040 ©®040 SWELL BOOK AGENTS THE LATEST IN TRADE ler to avoid de- dust heap; next HE really swell book agent is one | who sells books of rare and antique | character. There is a fortune in this class of books. The range from $50 to $500 or more, and the persons who buy the works are only too glad to receive a visit from the agent who makes this class of books his specialty. They leave their address all book stores and advertise their hobb: far and wide. A rare edition they will pay almost any money to obtain, and there is a correspondingly large profit for the agent. ‘Works of art or classics in limited edi- tlons are disposed of only in this manner. They can not be obtained through the usual channels of trade. The sale of rare old books in England last year amounted to more than $500,- There is no report of the sales of lim- d 000. ited editions, which are never advertiss but are disposed of only through agents These limited editions are printed on the richest materials and they a works of art as to the print as well as illustration, which is often in etchings and water col- ors. Vignettes are often tinted by hand, and the artist’'s proof of etchings are also finished in water color by hand. It is more easy to disp of this class of work than is realized by the canvasser for ordinary books, and the agent some- times makes $10,000 a year in the business. At the railway stations in Russia books are kept in which passengers may enter any complaint they may wish to make. $0®0404 0 ® 020404040 prices | - - - - : i _‘ . next of importan cwner has no complaint to make, even no mistaking that s e scavenger who carried it awa le humorous wrinkl t yest was ho rers of the mouth. and the rug was hung over a line anted “Little Pete” oceu- s blown off the line ent position on the walls of and anded n the form of a gorgeous and f the ash red photograph. He has pe swill tleman” dr < a Confucian ent, dressed in the Sc¢ you see . th ind _gracefu flow garment VAR \ys worn in deference to the x e 1e men ever found anything r (h'“”‘] ’.““ ;.‘l,’] such as money or jewelry y with a be: we seldom do. The idea of | them at the dying” Conf: ' them give up. : Cunning Chinese portrait reminded Mr. i ucher of something he had stored away \ another part of the grounds, so nnual walked over to a shed in one corner whe t it t certainly we found a pretty ell preserved C'hinese sum during the Joss. Of course he was tle bit dam- tWElve Hie tanohs aged and travel stained after a long trip a great ol mely, that row still he was g away. ¥ recognized as the idol representing bit of affection, with the s of blood bread, ng down his smoke stained cheeks. 1l the over here; I will show you an- LRINES thas SOU €7€ Jo €3 other article that was never thrown in po &4§ VG5 B PN pea't the ash barrel.” This brought us to a re here convinced that Leautiful Persian rug hanging over an ot c ces burn 2ll improvised clothes line. vegetable s converte i w. that ru sald Mr. Boucher, into the best fertiliz world, and r a the time is near at h the farm- “cost at least three hundred paand thetine I pean ol T have just received a telephone from the Yalleys will rec 1t or: thig owner, or rather from a detective hired work as the salvatior lands.” to trace the matter. He tells me that the BUNNER. $0 ©0909020409 0.6 0$0$090$0P0H0 $04040 'BOGUS ANTIQUITIES SOLD IN ROME, zine articles and all the pamphlets OME, as a matter of fact, has be- | come one great emporium for for- | t can be written on th >1" a geries, not only manufactured on 2 of succession a fore dy chose as | the spot, but coming from other | her share of the her ? in countries—from Par Munich, | marble rep: 1 exquisite Ma- | England, Egypt, Greec Asia <7H.!m:'. and ir Christ, by Mino of Fi Minor, ete. Buy, for instance, if you are | Sole, as to the genuineness of which there not an expert, a specimen of old Dresden | Was not the shadow of a doubt oK it for sidere value. L very | sum, neve experts to be lady had a reve | or Capo al Monte porceiain. You will most probably be the possessor of a statuette in Paris or Mu- or group manufactured & Eriewii(or belevad) thak nich, tead of an authentic piece from A maste wk | the palace of a Roman Prince. Your hum- | over, she had t She therefore | ble servant knows something about these | §1& [IEHHORE matters, for he has been czught himself, | her mind to and he professes to know something about | cal mq the subject. be so 5 f | superb | The statuettes and Egyptian scarabees, | | cameos and antique gems, Greek and for- | t n jewels of gold, the bronze or silver | coins and moneys, the antiue terra cot- s <, Florentine Renaissance ittt | m figures and the fine ul € by Minor (for thes a Reinach for g0 to { information)—ail Joseph these interesting antiguities that one al- | ways has the exceptional luck to discover “ioff one’s own bat”* at the bottom of some aler who had sold were re- | moldy shop are the work of skillful con- x y, and I | temporary workmen, very often exceilent it the Florentine s marvelous (equal to the ori 1) W > dead. | own (instead of being skillful forgers) if r of the unfortur they only had a little encouragement from | be imagined when sne lear those whom they cheat so abominably |stead of being | for the benefit of unscrupulous dealers. ;_’;‘1;;;' | "Here i= a sad but true story, which is | of her | more eloquent than all the newspaper or | franc | artists, capable of creating works of their | { | | | | | she 1 $090404 0 ® 0900P0P0P0H0H0®0H0H040H 0 040H0P0P0P0E0S0H0H0$0d0% 0 & 090H0P0POH0P0 $0POP0H040H 0 ®0P0S0P0P0H0H0 ®0P0H0H0B0H 0 ® 004050406050 404 oc%®0 A FTORTUNE TO LAV I —BY CARN DACHE FRIDAY SATURDAY. 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