The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, September 14, 1902, Page 11

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P R AAvGUST | SCHLICHTING: \ Sravrorn W Rere 1s & kesson FOr Students of Phy- siognemy. OES the face make the man or does the man make the face? Or does opportunity make both? Here is a lesson in physiognomy. In San Francisco there are a half-dozen men so like a half-dozen men on Fame's li that two peas in a pod couldn’t be any liker, In the nature of their calling they are, pair by pair, the very antipodes of each other. Fate has made of one a merchant, his counterpart a king; and the others are capitalist, ecclesiastic; chemist, states- man; frescoer, man of letters; lawyer, emperor; men of affairs and soldler. Yet in the mold of a chin, the lines of nose and lip, the set and glance of an eye, the cast of brow, we are wont to look for signs of men’s nature and tal- ents Does it follow, then, that the man who 1s King of England could have made a success as & merchant had royalty not been his portion? And could his San Francisco double step in and be a king at a moment’s notiee? Could the man who promotes large deals in real estate control the affairs of the Vatican as Pope Leo has done? And would the Pope have been a real es- tate man had he chosen the world in- stesd of the church? Could the man who earns his living with a paint brush throw aside his jump- er and overalls and write Kim, or the jungle stories, or the Recessional? And could Kipling so much as whitewash his back fence? Study the faces of these twelve men end see what it is that makes them what they are. The most striking of these resemblances is that of Leopold Michels to King Ed- The resemblance between the two recognized by the King himself and s of his family when by chance els met the King's party during it abroad two years ago while ‘the was still Prince of Wales. meeting was at Frankfurt, Germany. On arriving at his hotel Mr. Michels found that the Prince was stop- ping there with his daughter and the King of Greece. On passing the royal party in the corridor of the hotel, the San Franciscan overheard the King of Greece say to the Prince: “There is your double.” by memb: Mic Mr. THE SUNDAY CALL. The King is a much older man than Mr. Michels, and except that Mr. Michels is somewhat taller the likeness is almost complete. During their stay at Homburg they were often mistaken for each other; and many people who met Mr. Michels in other parts of Europe are telling to this day how they saw King Edward. _ Hardly less striking and In some ways A few days later Mr. Michels again met the Prince at the railway station at Homburg and was introduced to him by a friend. They walked together to the hotel, where the Prince presented Mr. Michels with a photograph which he had just had taken in the grounds surround- ing the building where visitors take the waters. He signed the photograph before presenting it. Speaking of the King Mr. Michels says: “He is the plainest man I ever met; a good fellow, too, and a fine gentleman. “At Homburg he attracts no more at- tention than you or I would. That is why he enjoys it there. He can be as demo- cratic as he likes. We had many chats together, sitting on the bench in the gar- den where the picture was taken.” That the incldent has not been forgotten by the King is shown by his ordering sent to Mr. Michels one of the general invita- tions to the coronation, | GREYHOUNDS AND WHIPPETS. Continued From Page Seven. big stone half a mile away. And what an eye the Dutchman has for this. “Sah, sah!” he will cry, while the Eng- lishman joins in with the “Hou, hou!” of his fathers. And across the veldt they go, horsemen galloping madly beside the rattling Cape carts, the general rush presenting a front of perhaps three-quarters of a mile. The Dutchman, with a pony that seems al- most too weak to carry a child, is not be- hind in the scramble, and in the heat of the chase over the rough veldt there are often bad falls. The judge rides as fast and as far as his horse can carry him and gives his decision on the points of the dogs as well es he can observe them, and the sport 4s none the less keen that the buck is more often the winner in the chase. The betting often runs up § to 1 on the buck, which, with his exceeding fleetness and nimbleness in leaping and dodging, wear out the best of greyhounds. But no matter to what extent coursing is patronized elsewhere, Altcar, near Liver- pool, is known the world over as the home of coursing; and the world-famed trophy is the Waterloo Cup. The weather at the Liverpool meeting is often extreme, and the Earl of Sefton’s property, over which the great 64-dog stake of the universe is run, being close to the sea, the strong winds with accompanying snows are enough to try the hardiest of men. But the true sportsman laughs at the weather; and whether it be the millionaire, snug in his brougham with his chicken and cham- pagne luncheon, or the ordinary man who turns a half-frozen back to the blasts and makes a rush at lunch hour for the can * more remarkable Is the resemblance of & San Francisco man to Pope Leo. If Herman Shainwald and Glacchino Peccl were brothers they could not look more alike, in spite of something like a half century's difference in their They have the same forehead, the the same nose, the ages. same plercing eves, same long upper lip, and . Mr. Shainwald needs only a slight smile to make the line of the mouth quite like that of the best pictures we see of the venerable pre- late. It is just a little bit of a pity that Mr. Shainwald is not an actor, for there would be a part ready and waiting for him in “The Eternal City,” which is to be staged this winter in New York. Representing the DBritish aristocracy San Francisco has a second Marquis of Ealisbury in the person of George Tandy. There is a year's difference in their ages, an inch difference in their heights, but in feature they are quite identical. Mr. Tandy, too, is a Britisher. He was for twenty years surgeon of the London police, and while in England was often mistaken for the Premier. On one occa- sion he and his wife were driving past the Hcuse of Commons when the police on duty there cleared the way for them to enter the courtyard. As Mr, Tandy drove on, the policemen, still saluting, locked hard after him, certain they had not been mistaken. In tastes as well as looks the two have paralleled each other, Lord Salisbury has always been a stu- dent of chemistry and has the finest lab- oratory in England, Mr, Tandy Is a chemist. Lord Salisbury is a wonderful linguist. Bo is Mr. Tandy. In politics they agree perfectly. When in England Mr. Tandy took an active in- terest in' politics, was chairman of the Conservative Association in London, and was at one time asked to stand for elec- tion to the House of Commons, but de- clined. The pet aversion of these two men was Mr. Gladstone. Mr. Tandy is still a dis- believer in Gladstone's policies, but there was one thing about the man that he did admire and that was that the famous advocate of home rule was a magnificent Greek scholar, \ NS > | MZN\M 7, | SOME STRIKING RESEMBLANCES | Does the Face Make the Man or D the Man Make the Face? Then there is Rudyard Kipling’s twin, August W, Schlichting. Mr. Schlichting, though born in Germany, has lived many years in California, and even at this dis- tance from Mr. Kipling’s haunts many people have stopped and looked twice at Mr. Bchlichting before they could ,ba- lieve that he was really not who he seemed, 11 065 3 B — A frescoer by profession, Mr. Schlicht- ing finds time to dabble a little in lter- ature, and while thoroughly unpretentious about it confesses to having written sev- eral plays, which have been produced by amateur companfes. But the radical difference between the two is in the mat- ter of politics. Mr. Schlichting, though not an agitator, holds to the socialistic doctrine, while all the world knows Mr. Kipling 1s an imperialist. This is about as far apart as two can get, but it does not lessen the San Franciscan's admira- tion for his noted English double. As to whether D. M. Delmas looks like CENERAL UIYSSES) GRANT. ZABER PHOTO. _ n Study Qarefully the Faces of These Twelve Men Napoleon there is difference of opiniom. Mr. Delmas says he does not. His friends say he does, and there you are. The majority rules. Mr. Delmas insists that the alleged ltke- ness is a result of overworked faney. He hoids that the resemblance of two people is at most merely physical, and does not argue likeness in that which is of the soul. However this may be, the fast remains that the upper part of Mr. Delmas’ face is wonderfully near in outline to that of Napoleon, and whers the difference comes in the mouth and chin, it is in fa~ vor of Mr. Delmas. This leads to interesting speculation for those who hold to & bellef in physiognomy as a sclence. What would Delmas have done at Waterloo, and what would the Napoleon of & century ago do in a court of justice of this day of grace? Perhaps, after all, a battle’s a battle, whether on & fleld or in a law court. In regard to the likeness of A. EL Wash~ burn to Ulysses 8. Grant, the most distin~ guished of American generals, thers is na question. Very nearly of an age and height, of quite the same build and featurs, the two could readily have passed for twin broth- ers when, during General Grant's tour of the world, he visited San Francisco and was shown the wonders of Yosemite by Mr. Washburn. Both in the West and the East friends of the soldier-statesman have remarked to Mr. Washburn the ex~ traordinary resemblance. Strangely enough, too, it was & member of Mr. Washburn's family who came to the rescue of young Grant and befriended him in Congress, when, unknown and without influence, he entered upon & ca- reer that reached its brilllant climax at Appomattox. In 1859, when Grant was strugsling to make & living at the real estate business in St. Louis, his counterpart made his first frip Into Yosemite. For Mr. Wash- burn this trip proved an opportunify, but Geant’s opportunity was not to come for® nearly two years. It was not until years afterward that the two met for the first time. DOG RACING RS R/ FAD. pot cart with its steaming Irish stew at & half-shilling a plate, all are alike alive to the fact that they have a part In the greatest coursing event of the world. As Altcar is famous as the center of the sport, so is London famous as the market for hounds. A greyhound sale in London is a sight worth any sportsman’s while. Rymill's is the place, and the sale takes place up- stairs, all the dogs being kenneled in the stables below. Here the cream of the young stock of the country is sent, and coursers gather from far and wide to stock thelr kennels. The room is provided with seats, and in front of the rostrum, which is not uniike the bench of a law court, is a platform about four feet high and large enough for a greyhound and a man to stand on and move comfortably. The platform is covered with green baize, which sets off to advantage dogs that are sure to be in fine form and well groomed. For anything likely the bids are always cheerful. Fifty, sixty and a hundred guineas are often the first response to the auctioneer’s cry for bids. Everything is quietly done. The man with the ivory mallet knows his men, and reads their thoughts In their eyes. Thers is little wheedling or coaxing, for when he has the animal to offer there are fat purses outside the wooden rails to pay the price. There is no hammering, but a simple “First, second, third, and the last time,” accompanied by a hasty glance, and the dog is knocked down to the plucky, and, more often than not, lucky bidder. In this place thousands upon thousands of guineas change hands during a season, and the greyhounds are distributed throughout the world. Rymill, besides holding the premier reputation as a seller of greyhounds and whippets, has the dis- tinction of being able to ask his patrons to enjoy a glass of the finest sherry in any repository in all London.

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