The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 8, 1900, Page 2

THE SUNDAY CALL. Where Busy Girls Board Themselves for $2.50 a Week & Life at Jan Francisco’s Co-Operative Dachelor Maids’ ffome. crowd asked a con- think mischief afoot. The sclf-supporting young women are know there is no charity about it, 80 we. r all supposed to be in bed at do not feel too proud to live here. It Ig camstress suppos 10:30 here arring such evenings as a co-operative plan and supports itself, v . } go out, for ng is essential 50 We each of us have a share in.it, and st t Wit e self-suppox after the our money pays for what we live on. It we can for . ¢ away 1 P 4 going on; Seems hardly possible that it can be so, . E wit f a ove is 1 \ping about but isn’t it good that it is? r s 3 e QU ¢ halls and more of them weme I agreed that it was. ) » ¥ stove of the little “I used to just get so tired of living,” »-on the foo - A beds: tories were being told she confided. “It was so depressing to : - < o : o el O e Sauxn’ cotme. home Trofiiikdei. Sxid) sullt Gitnine ; ) quitting. They are sordid creat a little less subdued rang out and then Up I a lltile hall bedroom all by ona's = fi T they den’t kick about burning the gas came the threat of the slipper. The self. I “a_s just @ machine, glh‘d ng lp- will swear ¥ . ruining the fu me from the foot of the stairs, EOIng to work and going to bed again, . R g riliNwoay XV \ it was good natured, it meant and I couldn’t see much good in Mving. . N < Ke e s i Busing a general quieting But since I've come here it kind of seems N 3 . . like home again, though I never really had a home. My mother used to live with me in some dingy housekeeping roomy down to sleep. g the fisst bell rings; ts up and dresses for At 7 in the mon then every one 3 breakfast At Sometimes there 3 suggest Is a tousled head hastily smoothed and thir X of while You somebody’s are only ‘ but T tell . arter of an hour =. Break- of 5 s dish s to t left over, onverted At lun ork is jermit of coming bstantial meal g cup of tea. - Is have finished each one gathers up dishes and carries them kitchen. “So as cook,” says Miss and if we want or Y com- there there is ONE OF THE wa » A wn we went ing out in the Kkitchen the we with 4 after it ourselves.” w ach room there is a v s t machine, and the oc- 25ty ts may utllize spare s , =iy in helping out their < w bactn bes if they be clever. 3 v s k brown matting with 4 s the bedroom \ - each girl has a i ik to herself, two or thres 1 room. There are com- e SN AR = g [/ - 3 3 & |\ X = CO-OPERATIVE H°ME AND sSOME oF THE co-oPErRaATORS Miss Epna LOHNSON S UPERINTENDENT WHERE THEY SPENDN THEIR LEISURE q [/@ )’ positions and girls that are not good-na- tured; careless girls and girls that annoy you with too much care about every- thing—just the assortment of human na- . 225 i before she died, but that was not like » Y =7 home, even if we did put geranium pots In* \\W Q / DINING }?OOP’] the window." "/fi&\ ) e There are other types of girls thers. . \\ \\v e ) Girls wither:lllzlr:lng, good-natured dis~ S &% - $oarél ana room 3 more then two dol week And those who know are many. are the girls who work them as the house will hold have taken their few belongings and settled down with a big sigh of rellef in the Co-opera- tive Home on the h 1 went amons them incog for a week. woula have to pay tables. At the foot of the table and pre- ars and fifty cents per siding over the teapot was she whom the girls call their “mother universal.” “You are all my daughters,” sald Mrs. Hariand, “and I claim the right to wield the maternal slipper, so if any of you have any mischief to do you had better look out that mother don't find it out.” Once more I heard the slipper men- tioned; it was when there was a littls They Just as many of fortable willow rocking chairs and good furniture, and plenty of fresh towels and linen. My roommate was a dark-eyed little creature, whose life is largely filled up with saying “hello” and “number” in the office of the telephone company. “I just think it's about the best thing that ever happened,” said she, referring to the establishment of the home. *“You iture that one may find In any collection of eighteen or twenty people. And the comic columnu writer would chuckle could he observe the confirmation of his jokes in the little femininities that crop out One morning there was a vacant chalr at the table. “Why, where is Miss Mer- rit?”" asked Miss Johnson. “She is not feeling well, and isn’t going to work this forenoon,” answered one of the girls. Then there was an expression of sympa- thy, and a nice piping hot breakfast went up. with messages of those who didn't have time to run and see her, and the motherly “mother universal” made a di- agnosis of the.case and a cup of medical brew. At noontime some of the girls brought flowers picked through the pickets of the fence along the way home, and the girl who works in the bakery a few blocks away brought home a mon- strous cream puff, which at least stood for thoughtfulness and good intention, even though it was condemned from the sick- room by the “mother universal’ The founder of the system of co-opera- tive homes is the widely known philan- thropist, Rev. Dr. John A. B. Wilson. Co- operative No. 1 is in New York and Nos. 2and 3 are in this city. When Dr. Wilson undertakes fo help humanity he knows how to do it. His plan is to give human- ity a chance, and he has given the self- supporting young women a chance. They may have their board and lodging at cost at 4 Vernon place, at Co-operative Home No. 3, or at 645 Folsom street, near by, where No. 2 is located, and the cost is $2 50 per week. As to the rules of the home, Miss John- son says there are none, “except the rules of conduct and propriety for any respect- able young lady.” And those who do not care to conform to this simole formula do not choose stay. “We have no rough or objectio able girls,” says the pleasant little s perintendent. hat class do not feei home here, and they go away. The sit ation naturally sifts itself down and you see our girls are all that they should be. We all have our home t akes an individual prid am s e no one will be to remark that I made the too much salt in the thin,” saild came away. One evening the cook was in the hands ts hundred of the dentist. ler domain was t eem quite over to a volunteer force' of co-ope he descent and Miss Johnson herself took char the flour bin and oven. When the » called. “We girls came home from work But she did was ready, and a very good dinr n poking an In- 1 myself s allowed to boil an e quisitiy into the affairs to fix the tea. of the ¢ ors, or that I “Girls,” said Miss Johnson, as we all pleasant iittio sneaky feeling because I sat down to eat,\“the dinner may not be had. NAN BYXBER ot