The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, March 11, 1900, Page 1

bearded and shaggy-browed and: keen- eved. Pass him for Tolstol in a dim light and no eyebrows would be lifted. His shirt was of his own make, cut from flour sacks with the brand blazoned in red and blue print on the sleeves. He bad a plate of something that per- haps had tried to be soup and had grown discouraged. When he saw us coming down the path we were the first people except the Bordi family that he had seen since Christ but he went on eat- ing from the pl “You are Mr. Wilson?" quoth I. “I am Mr. Wilson, madam,” said he. Further remarks appeared unnecessary. ve about the one-time ers. The reserve boded better friendship in the end, and there- fore he said, five minutes later: St into the cabin, ladi £ Inside the cabin our eyes had to learn to see, even though the door stood open. The first thing I made out was a box whereupon I could sit, and the next was a bunk wher Charlie Wilson sleeps, and the n the fireplace. It is a cavern of his own building. a stone-lined hollow, big enough for a Fourth of July barbecue. ““You could cook for the whole ranch,” 1 said. “And T have nothing to cook even for myself part of the time,” he answered. Then he drew from his pocket some dried leaves, but not before he had asked permission to smoke. nthium leaves,” he sald. s too much,” He filled the { \ \ | e Y 2 “\"E FOUND OLD ‘CAARLIE WILSON SUNNING HIMSELF 114 THE SNATCH OF DAY- *LIGHT GRANTED HI M 'CHAuE* \r/u_jofl I ] IT 1§ oUT OF Tune HE MUTTERED couldn’t learn black pipe and lighted it and sat before us thelr fandangos and they on another box. the Paris way direct from “More than forty years ago” he France at that 1 left Cali- S : wagged, “there were oniy a few American fornia for ent three 3 ladies in San Francisco. Nearly all were months with my s . studying Americans were com- dancing and m used to the Mexican. But the and the people began to Way things w ldn't be lcng before Amer- so they wanted to learn which were Parls there—more politely e and easy as In er could and _ stately jo was like the ing all the tim sec that it wc ways came, n s in the first pla So I saw my chance, and I started a fasl ces, and Ge 1 working at oy dancing school a because I had vy "‘ e lost.all my W 1 came to California s £k ve has in 1842 and made and lost a fortune in two & dsome perhaps ture § wind ot e. To the M wood that : SRR that w ef merit, but in the case eculating?” I'asked. of General Vallejo there was more than *“In investing,” he corrected “I lost $21.000 in one day. Then T atin't have much left, so I was glad to start my to his » manner many of the that, for he nd San Jose s now. Go . or twenty . s en through dancing school, and it thrived. The 5 s s OF ‘e money slipped through Mexican iingers i e ek s . as you come to L BN VG WOt - and h - ladies wers s X turn to the left came from. ranches. down mn the ter pupils men. But b : B gl e valley, and they came from San Fran- epoc’ <o ot0 o e - - of %o -apell 3t cisco homes. I had a big tent put up in puq’ pact T oo plo- - P his land lives the part of town—well, I dom't Know gging and move their arms as if they g - what streets you say now. I've lived here pandieq castanets. It was trying,” he Not a foot of it belongs to me—not in the mountains for ten vyears, and 1 proke off, in the disgust of a zealous s s don’t know much about the present San teacher g the redwoods Francisco. But my tent was near where «There was a senorita,” he went on the postoffice ads now. It had a 80od after a long pause: “all the young men floor 1t it hadn't much else. WMt to denee ‘The people were in such a hurry to peautiful, but she had yellow eves. and learn that the class came together every when women yellow: eyed ssew: al- D < evening. Of all the pupils I remember ways fall in love with them whether they ) General Vallejo best. The ladies all liked want to or not. She used to make prom- ght grantes - - to:dance witk him. £ ises to dance and break her promises, He was s on a stump. He sat ‘Was he a good dancer? 1 they were angry at each other and with shoulders rounded. He was henw- “No; none of them were good dancers. ——— St Their heads and their bodies were full of Continued on Page Nine. , which means high in the heart of the h her. She was not one quick stride for rink of dawn to the 1d 0ld Charile Wil- “SOomETHING LIKE TORTY YEARY AGO MaSTER. CHARLES WILSON TAUGHT (\ SoN TRANCISOS FIRST DaMCING SCHOOL™