The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, June 4, 1904, Page 8

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SATURDAY, JUNE A Perfect Model. Special Correspondence of The Call. PARIS, May —Here is the latest photograph muel White, & American athlete, whose a physical develonment re- the world famous to permission frame in marble. he request did not have to ond time. Mr. White jelphia and came to s ago for the pur- hemis Previou Princeton University Trinity Hall, of S Rodin, ask at Cambridge IQUE SEI LPTOR Physical culture has a great charm for Mr. White, who goes in for it rather strongly. In November, 1599, he was the winner of the Sandow medal for physical culture. It was when first in Paris two years ago that M. Rodin complimented Mr. White upon his beautiful figure and eventually .asked him to be his model, with the result that almost at once Mr. White gave up a good deal of his time to posing in Rodin's studio. Off and on for two years Mr. White has been posing and so pleased is M. Rodin at the way the young American has “stuck” to this somewhat tedious business that the sculptor desires to give him a bronze cast of the figure he is now making, and which is to be exhibited at the St. Louis Exposition. Since first posing for M. Rodin Mr. White, who is much interested in art, has made a tour of the world, rting from Paris. In Japan, especizlly, his beautiful figure attracted tremendous attention. Although acknowledging that posing is tiring work, Mr. White finds much pleasure in being in M. Rodin's studio, where he says the master himself works very hard. He models first in clay, altering frequently, both by add- ing and taking away. Mr. White also is much impressed with Rodin’s child- like manner. Rodin being at the moment out of France while placing his works in dif- ferent exhibitions, Mr. White is taking this opportunity to leave Paris for a short tour in Spain. He intends visit- ing Madrid, Toledo, Cbrdova and Se- ville. Before long, however, both the sculptor and his amateur model expect to be back in Paris again and working in the atelier. Unappreciative. A droller spectacle is seldom afforded in the world of letters than that of An- drew Lang, the English humorist, sit- ting in judgment on George Ade. Hu- morists are proverbially unappreciative of the humor of others, and the humor of these two writers is of about as op- posite sorts as can be imagined. More- over, omniscience is rather a hobby with Mr. Lang, and it evidently piques him that he cannot understand the lan- guage of George Ade, which is, how- ever, no more esoteric than the jargon of Oxford and Cambridge. Starting with M. Jeie's remark that “the Eng- lish tourist was holding his head,” Mr. Lang unfolds his ignorance of the American language in this wise: “Beginning with the adventure of the BEnglish tourist, we learn that ‘the clothes he wore evidently had been cut from a steamer rug by his mother, or some other aged relative suffering from astigmatism.” The nature of & steamer rug is not obvious, for perhaps ‘steam- er' is American for some entity not known here by that name, just as a commercial traveler is called a “drum- mer.” The clothes of Matthew Arnold were severely criticized when he lec- tured in America, yet on this side of a| | Eale . i man being.’ the water they seemed in no way re- markable. Perbaps all our clothes are fashioned out of what Mr. Ade calls steamer rugs, even our ‘Tuxedds’ and ‘Prince Alberts,’ whatever these vest- peculiarities; we usually wear evening dress at public dinners, and we do not march down Piceadilly in ‘round felt hats and frock coats. In the course of this humorous narrative a native tells a girl who waits at table that ‘the blending under the left ear is poor, and if you are not careful Some one; will sign you as a spotted girl’ What is ‘the blending’ and why are spotted girls signed? They may know in Chicago. Presently a boy enters and says: ‘Feed | me everything with one in the light to { come along. If any of the cockroaches | ask for me, tell them I'm for all night with the yellow rattlers, and laid out |at Winona.” Here the reader,”if a na- | tive of Chicago, may hold his sides, but | it was at this point that ‘the English tourist was holding his head.! We need not pity him; why did he go to Chi- | cago? Que diable allait-il faire dans cette galere? The next word of un- krown connotation is ‘josher.” The term | hag been applied to myself in a comic | contemporary, and 1 have wondered what it meant. In Mr. Ade's book it is applied to an ‘advance agent.' Can I | be an ‘advance agent’; the Theophile | Gautier is said to have been a Chris- tian without knowing it? The only way to interpret ‘josher’ is to compare the | various contexts in which it occurs. Perhaps it is only a synonym for ‘hu- The final jest is the state- | ment of the josher that the girl who ! waited at table was his sister. Possibly | she was; quite as possibly there were no ties of consanguinity between the ! young woman and the josher. | The Englishman was deeply per- | plexed.” Out of Chicago who is not? ;And in Chicago perhaps the learned | | | | | are puzzled by ‘Wee Macgregor,’ a book apparently couched in the Pictish lan- guage. Among other philological puz- zles we note ‘is the graft played out? ‘a rangy person,’ ‘a cinch,’ ‘a one-night | stand,’ ‘a rube‘town,’ ‘a jay town,’ ‘a four-flush drummer,’ ‘a rooter from the | days of underhand pitching.” Pitching is the term for bowling at baseball (if it is bowling, a matter for the umpire's | decision), but is a ‘rooter’ equivalent |to a daisy cropper? The following | | phrase appears to refer to the terms of some manly pastime: ‘She could get |away with any topic that was batted up to her, and then slam it over to sec- ond in time to head off the runner.’ Therg seems to be a combination here of cricket and Rugby football, but ‘the Englishman is deeply perplexed.’ ‘Don’t renig’ may be excellent advice, but clamors for a translator. We may re- nig without knowing that it is wrong. !‘(‘larence stood in with the toughest | push in town; he learned to shoot craps and rush the can.” The last phrase may mean to push about the bottle, but to say what kind of bird or beast the crap is, and what kind of education the | crapshooter needs, demandsjan: educa- tion more extensive and peculiar, if not more liberal, than that of the pres- ent josher. ‘Guff,’ 1 think from the context, is equivalent to what we call ‘pulpit oratory.” ‘The lookout’ certainly means the pulpit.” India and Tibet. In an article in the June number of the North American Review, Sir Wal- ter Lawrence, who until lately was private secretary to the Viceroy of In- | dia, explains the object of “The British Mission to Tibet.” British India may | be likened, as Lord Curzon has likened | it, to a fortress, with the sea as a moat on two sides, and mountains for walls |on the third: beyond the walls is a | glacis, of varying breadth and di- | mensions. The British do not |want to occupy this glacis, but they cannot afford to see it oc- cupied by a foe. They are quite con- | tent that it should remain in the hands | of allies and friends, but, if unfriendly influences creep up and lodge under their walls, they are compelled to in- tervene, because danger would thereby grow up and menace their security. This is the secret of the British atti- tude toward Tibet, where of late Rus- sia has been attempting to make her | influence paramount. Sir Walter Law- rence argues that inaction might have injuriously affected British relations with other peoples: “The contumacy, and wanton neglect of treaty obligations, which we have experienced at the hands of the evasive and Intangible Government of Lhasa for the last fifteen years, have not con- duced to enhance our prestige on the northeast frontierf of India. It was pessible that the contemptuous treat- ment of the Viceroy's letters returned from Lhasa unopened might, if unno- ticed, have been followed by further in- sult, and in the East the spirit 6f contu- macy is catching. British relations with Nepal are of the most satisfactory nature, and it is of first imporlance that they should continue so. For Ne- pal, strategically, is the very keystone of the Indian frontier, and is one of our most important recruiting grounds, for it is from Nepal that we obtain our brave little Gurkhas, who with the army. And it is not improbable that, if we had gone on meekly acquiescing In the ridiculous attitude of Tibet, I Nepal might have had doubts as to our | real power, an¢ the thought might have arisen that the policy adopted by Tibet might equally well be followed in Nepal. Ideas spread with fatai rapid- ity in Ipdia, and all roads lead to ance, and Bhutan and Burma might be taking a leaf out of the book of the | Dalai Lama.” A Great Bank. In London a banking combination is now in progress that will put the two largest New York banks far in the background. This is the combina- tion of the biggest of the London banks and one that ranks thirteenth on the list, or the Lloyds Bank, Lim- ited, and the Manchster and Liverpool District Banking Company, Limited. The new combined London bank will be the largest banking institution in the world, and will overshadow even the big Government banks, like the Bank of England and those of the French, German and Russian nations. ments may be. But we, too, have our | Sikhs form the backbone of our Indian | —THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL,| e AT e e 4, 1904 JQHD.SWWM..........Mmfl%flmkifloflstomHAUGHT. = ..Third and Market Streets, S. F. THE ALASKA SHAKE-UP. SATURDAY i UR north country is increasing in importance. O Already it has caused two great internutional arbitrations, one over our claim that Bering was a ciosed sea, and the other over the boundary between us and the British possessions. - We lost on the water ,and won on the land, but both arbitrations served to advertise Alaska and give the world more knowledge about its resourges. The fisheries ande fur catch have long been of great value, and now it is believed that Alaska is destined to be the world’s greatest gold pro- ducer. The output last year was over $20,000,008 and this year it may be ncarly double. Under the tundra lie untold treasures in placer and quartz mines ‘and that region will be for a long time to come the most attrac- tive to the gold hunter. Y The recent discovery of copper deposits is scarcely less in interest than the gold. From what has been ex- posed in these copper ledges it is believed that the Ter- ritory has more copper than Montana, Michigan and Arizona combined. Hand in hand with the progress of gold and copper finds goes the discovery of coal. Its quality is better than any of our known bituminous coals. The latitude is that of Scatland and the quality of the coal is nearly the same. Cannel coal abounds and the better class of lignites. !~ As the material resources of the Territory become known, the usual manifestations of human nature appear among the people. We have had the scramble and scan- dals of Dawson and Nome, the judicial juggling with property, and justice in Alaska has frequently dropped her blindfold and shamelessly sided with the most liberal and influential litigant. Where gold is, men lose, too often, their sense of mine and thine, and have a mutual disrespect for property rights which under other cir- cumstances they would regard as sacred. But with it all, where the American miner goes he founds first a camp and then a city. The latter may be frail in its buildings and shabby in its outward aspect, but it gains in the prosperity of those who make it their headquarters, and by the time its wooden saloons and dance houses are ready to act as a torch and burn themselves and the rest of the town, the trails and transportation lines by land and sea are converged upon the location and refuse to change, and the town rises from its ashes, a city of brick and stone and steel. Very soon we will have railroads to Dawson and to Nome, and away to Bering Straits, and from a railway terminus to Point Barrow will be a short trip by water. President Roosevelt is alive to all this remarkable development and concludes that the time has come to put an end to the official scandals of the Territory. These have been numerous and somewhat picturesque, but in kind they are just such as are woven into the early history and a part of the early romance of all our West- ern mining States. These have survived them and so will Alaska, and in a few years property will be as safe there as in New England, and so will the person be, except for the mosquitoes. The Territory is more di- rectly under executive control than our other Territories were. Its boundary is settled and all the great issues that the white land generated have been settled, and now the President has determined to place the foundations of order there and make it unsafe for any public official to trifle with his duty. Where the railroad and tele- graph go law and order must follow, and an officer’s honesty must not evaporate in proportion to his distance from Washington. \ When the Presidént finishes his shake-up the juggling | with justice will be a thing of the past and the men who | wish to put their enterprise into developing the vast | resources of the country will move rapidly forward as secure in their rights as they could be anywhere else in the world. The President’s energetic action cannot be overestimated as affecting the future of Alaska. The conditions he will extirpate would hold the Territory back indefinitely and avhat advance might be made would | be that depending on the strong hand rather than on | the protection of properly administered government. i pamnis ket ! An Omaha boy, balloon-mad, has created some town | excitement by persisting in jeopardizing his neck even in the face of a court’s injunction. The young man is | right. Tribunals are powerless to give men the faculty of common sense and extraordinary cases of idiocy should be allowed to rum their course as rapidly as possible as long as normally constituted people are not subjected to danger or harm. A STRUGGLING BOOM. YOMING is the last State to take the strug- W gling Hearst boom in off the doorstep and warm and feed it. But this will not suffice to preserve it through a healthy adolescence to appear in adult strength and beautiful proportions in the mational convention. Recently the election of occasional Hearst delegations has Jost the air of spontaneity and the tumultuous grace of enthusiasm and has taken on the humdrum commer- cial feature of delivering something that was contracted for, but hhs ceased to be of any use to. the receiver. While we mourn not 2s those without hope, we claim the right to molt a few feathers over the, hectic con- dition of the boom of the California candidate. But a few short months ago he bestrode the narrow continent | like a colossus and members of Congress were touring | the deserts as his “commissioners” in Pullmans that he stocked from sheets to toothpicks, and all the world seemed wishing to enlist under his banner and xzersquny“ conduct him to the White House. Now he has no trains I‘nor commissioners on the road, anll is not even furnish- I ing transportation to the delegates who go to St. Louis |-to whisper his name in the dull ear of Fame when ‘the roll is called. - 4 The dark blue word “collapse” is tattooed all over his | candidacy and men arc wondering why. He was so | thoroughly convinced of his own fitness and told the | .childhood that we cannot understand this change. The. only life seen and the only pulse felt in his ! campaign. was the encounter between his supporters, Mr. T;rpey and ex-Governor Budd, in the Palace Grill, in which fists were doubled and language was used unfit in the presence of the innocent lamb chops which were part of the lunch at which the affair occurred. The ex+Governor made unpleasant references to the Hearst sack, and Tarpey to the ex-Governor’s credit being so ill that he could not borrow a thousand dollars, and then a flood of words followed that made the tabasco feel as weak as milk. . All this is desperately and dreadfully unpleasant. Where now is that high and heroic movement which filled the country with the name of William Randolph Hearst? Where are the resolutions, the audiences. that. were taken off their feet, the enthusiasm that made / T Thate A Sew yehrs more of forbear. | COWIEY, 50 with a confidence that had all the beauty of 1 | i ! Hearst meetings like a siphon of §hasta water? All gone, | and the last echo of the music and the shouting is heard in the Palace Grill, and that unfit to print! THE suicide of the Mayor of Baltimore may be viewed as | an astounding incident of American public life. It isi seldom indeed that any citizen of the United States is | elevated to the high dignity involved in the mayoralty of one of our great municipalities without having within himself a reserve force sufficient to meet any exigency or misfortune. Our public men are almost invariably made of sterner stuff than suicides. SUNDAY CALL MAGAZINE. O-MORROW The Sunday Call’s Summer Fiction Number will appear. It will be important for the, long list of notable writers who have contrihutedl some of their best stories to its pages. | Norman Duncan, a writer new to The Sunday Call, ' has written “The Strength of Men,” exclusively for this | edition. It will be surprising even to those who read his “Fruits of Toil” in the Sunday Call a week or two ago, for powerful, weird, awe- inspiring as that latter tale | was, it had none of the sweep of the elements, the terror of the unknown, the fine stoicism in the face of inexorable | fate or the depth of human hatred or the height of human | love that is shown in this new work. It is a’story to | show men what real men are, while to those of the gentler sex, who hold strong opinions as to which love | deepest and best—men or women—it will be a revelation. | Those who have been reading Frank H. Spearman’s new series of railroad stories now running in The Sun- | day Cal! have doubtless noticed that while each story is | complete in itself, the series- as a whole make up a connected history of the building and the reorganization and reconstruction of a great Western railroad with all | the- difficulties that have to be contended with in a-virgin | country of precipitous mountains and blizzard swept | rlains, while in the web and woof of each story are the : secrets and the science of railroading of which even the ; | experienced trayeler learns little. The story of “Soda Water Sal” makes a sky-scraping locomotive almost a living, breathing creature of brain | and sinews, while there is something pathetic in ‘the seemingly artless pitting of father against son in one of | those midnight adventures which only the railroad man \ —and the train dispatcher—may live through once, but never again. “ But from the essentially modern, intensely exciting | railroad stories of Spearman to the sawdust ring and the | flying trapeze of Alec Bruce's tales may be considered a | far cry, yet is there the spirit of practical up-to-date enterprise and managerial sharpness shown in “The Price ! of a Threat” by. the -latter author, which makes this | tragic tale with a delightful ending less an overwrought . fiction than a simple record of fact. The four-cornered struggle between the giant and the beautiful little eques- ! tricnne on the one hand and the pathetic clown and the | little circus imp on the other is truly unique and rt-[ ling even in circus stories. It raises a lump in the reader’s’ | tiroat only to cause him to gulp it down with a side | §_litting laugh over the very last line. | However, it is not possible to outline every sdtory in The Sunday Call's Summer Fiction Number to-morrow even in brief. A few of the titles and the authors’ names will be sufficient to show its wide scope and the attrac- tive diversity of every page, though specially clever is Jerome K. Jerome’s witty and caustic article on “The American Girl's Etiquette,” while “The Crimson Vis- ioned Cow,” by Edwin J. Webster, is weird and amusing | tn a ludicrous decree. | “Bending the Twig” is a new and particularly apt ' “fable for the foolish,” which is of the order of witticism that is broadly quoted; while exceptionally dainty and finished are the “half-hour storiettes”—“Shadows,” by | Hartly Willard; “A Will and a Way,” by Martha Mc- | Culloch Williams; “Doctor Thornton’s Failure,” by Otho B. Senga; “Over the Sea,” by Kate Cleary; “His Train- ing,” by Harry Preston; “Cherries,” by John Bridges; “By the Hand of Providence,” by Keith Gordon, etc, ete. Still there are many other articles of quite a different sort for those to whom fiction, even by world-famous authors, does not appeal. For instance, there is “Across the Pacific on an Oceasic Liner,” bv Bert Levy, who is noted as Australia’s foremost artist, particularly for his Jewish pictures. He has illustrated his own article with some of his clever pen work. Then there is “The Oddest House in California,” by Albert Dezendorf; “Dangers of the Hero Behind the Bat.” by Frank Morehouse; “The War-Time Girl,” by Augusta Prescott; “The Fashionable Summer Hats for Men,” by Tom Dillon; “The Training of Children,” by William J. Shearer; “The Equestrian Girl and Her Hair,” by Madge Moore; John McLaren, the superintendent of Golden Gate Park, who goes to | Eurape for new ideas for beautifyinig our great pleasure ground, etc., etc. ; 1 | The spectacle of an ex-police officer so far forgetting | the limitations of his role as a civilian as to become a | brow-beating, brawling thug should point a public moral Q and suggest a timely lesson. Our worthy guardians of i the peace should never acquire and nurse habits which | a'change of station may make uncomfortable. It is al- | ways possible that police officers may become simple" citizens with simple priyileges. e LR ‘A New Jersey miaid, having reached the stage ‘of ma- ture discretion involved in eighty years of single bless- edness, has been wooed and won and is now enrolled in the army of matrons. With such an example as this of ' pptimism who now can rail against life and its pros- pects? New Jersey has set the world a merry pace in | its wondrous confidence in things human and transitory. | Seventy-five Chinese coolies, deported from the United | States for reasons various and good, sailed from this port { ‘a few days since. The event is of more than passing moment. It indicates a watchfulness commendable in | the Federal courts and a conservative regard on the ' part of attorneys, who evidently know of some danger- : check to their trafic in Mongolian contraband. il S S New York has produced another venturesome human | freak who intends to hazard a journey across the Atlan- tie in a great iron egg. Somebody should remind him that the world is too busy to follow the incidents of such a method of suicide. The suggestion of such a scheme is the warrant that this man’s life is not worth the energy of a second thought. ' ———— General Miles may have the nomination of the Pro- hibition party for the Presidency for the mere formality | of the asking. The old soldier has had too many sub- stantial honors thrust upon him not to have an almost .instinctive ability to dodge an empty one even if it were thrown at him - | him at the mahogany. ! the trick. i TALK OF A Cork Game. A neatly dressed stranger drifted into a downtown saloon a few even- ings ago and invited all hands to join The inyitation was accepted and while the drinks weré being served one of the strang- er's guests suddenly clapped his hand to his jaw and exclaimed: “There goes that gosh danged tooth again.” “Toothache?” inquired the new- comer sympathetically, as he placed a gold piece on the bar. “Bet it does,” replied the sufferer. ‘Never had a toothache,” remarked the stranger, “but I don’t think it would bother me much. Deon’t seem to know what pain ‘is.” His auditors looked incredulous. To prove his assertion the stranger Jab- bed himself in the right leg with a scarf pin. “Guess you didn't drive it in very hard,” said the bartender. , Ve got $5 that says you can’t hurt me,” boasted the man of no feeling. “If it wasn't against the rules to bet while on duty,” replied the cock- tail mixer, “I'd take you up and make you jump skyhigh.” “Too bad that you are losing such a chance to make easy money,” sar- castically replied the stranger. “I'll take that bet,” replied the mix- ologist with a show of anger. One of the .party was selected stakeholder and the saloon man came | from behind the bar. Taking the scarf pin from the stranger, who had extended his right leg to receive the — THE MAN WHO DIDN'T FEEL PAIN LET OUT A SHARP CRY. - jab, thd bartender made a quick for- ward lunge and the man who didn't feel pain let out a sharp, shrill cry and started for the door without wait- ing to withdraw the pin. “Darn you,” he shouted back as the door swung behind him. The money was turned over to the saloon-man and he invited the crowd to drink at his expense, But the man with the toothache did not wait for the treat. “] was on to the game,” explained the drink dispenser. The leg he jab- bed is cork, so I gave him the pin in the good one. The fellow with the toothache is his pal. He starts the talk about pain and the other one does They don’'t come in to- gether, so you wouldn’'t suspect thers was any collusion. They have been working this racket for a long time. They beat a friend of mine out of $5 in Sacramento and he put me on to them, thinking they would come to this city.” Rebellion. To wake at morn : And hear the matin song | Of the sea breeze in the palms; To watch at dawn The rising sunbeams Kkiss The mist-crowned, towering peaks And glide down to the plains— Ah, that is Life! Not this— ‘To wake at morn Ard hear the swelling roar f man, beast and machine, Toiling in a murky air And a city's sweat! At noon to dream ‘Where Nature's bowers are hid Beneath an arc Of twined and intersticing vines ‘While on the air Qulivers the chanting of the sighing woods And the songs of mating birds— Ah, that is Life! Not this— At noon to pause And lay aside the pen for one brief hour, Then to return as I did yesterday, Will do to-morrow and on all to-mer- rows, Oh, fool—machine—and slave! Again at dusk ‘To watch the sun's last ray - . Fade from the sky; To_feel earth’'s grand transition day to night— | That moment. when the world Pauses and knows tiself! The Angelus chimes And echoes 'round the earth In_changing strain and measure— Here the Muezzin's call, ‘There a child's lullaby And now a poor serf's prayer— The whole—earth's evensong; To hear that is to live! Not this— To hear the thunderous roar Of thousands, pale and tired, dead in SO0 Crushing with merciless haste toward home. s FHome? - 2 & ere e 0 Past - nnum! lome has touched To toil that we may sleep, B Ty 'o_tof we m: eal That better we may toi The Squaw Man. ; : — Duflume!omnf!hooldmm most famous of Western Indians in the nllmiylrd-nl\lno.)lmfl.,h.g week. The aborigine, the date of whose birth is a matter of vague tra- dition, but who is known to have passed the one hundredth, milestone in THE TOWN O e il the journey of life, was struck down by a locomotive and killed. No weird Indian rites marked his funeral ser- vice and not a single redskin looked upon his still face. He Had been known in life as the “Squaw Man,” an ap- pellation of cowardice, and he died as he lived, an outcast to all tribes, branded and unpardoned. In the early sixties Mayor Ormsby, located at Carson, learned that the In- dians were murdering the whites in the vicinity of Pyramid Lake. With a little band of men he started for Wadsworth and a day later met the savage foe and engaged them in battle, with the result that Ormsby &nd nearly all of his frontiersmen fell on the field. When the battle began the Indian, whom death claimed last week, ran from the shower of lead. For this o fense he was deprived of his own name and dubbed “Squaw Man.” He was attired in squaw's clothing and his family taken from him. His tribe os- tracized him, all the Indians avoided him and the stigma was never re- moved. A few years ago he doffed the feminine garments, but his sin was never pardoned and he never returned | from the exile to which his cowardice had condemned him. The Channel Tunnel. The English channel tunnel proj- ect may be revived as one of the re- sults of the Anglo-French agreement. At any rate, M. Cambon, the French Embassador, has recently mdulged in some hopeful utterances on the sub- ject and M. Duche, President of the French Chamber of Commeree, te- cently declared to a representative of the London Express that the comple- tion of a tunnel from Dover to Calais should be one of the results of the “entente cordiale.” It may be forgot- ten that the tunnel has been begun, about 100 yards on each side having been constructed, when operations were stopped by changes which unex- pectedly occurred in the English pol- icy some time ago. M. Camben sai “The question remains of as great ac- ttual interest as ever, and the advan- | tages to the trade of both countries which would result from the realiza- tion of the project are very clear, in- deed.” M. Deloncle, president of the Parliamentary group interested in for- | eign trade, is quoted as saying: “No progress, however important it might be, would be of so much value to the two countries as the establishment of a tunnel between Calais and Dov - The Express adds that it is near fifty years since the tunnel project was first placed upon a practical ba- sis of experiment,’but since then the original estimate has been reduced | from $50,000,000 to $20,000,000. Wilcox to Gibbon. This is what truly happened at a public library in Virginia: “Good maw'n, ma'am. You all got Ella Wheelah Wilcox's ‘Poems of | Pleasuah?"" “Why. no, we haven't, Unele John." said the librarian apologetically. “We haven’t a copy of that in the library. What else would you like?” “Thank’ee, ma'am. You all got Ella Wheelah Wilcox's ‘Poems of Passion’?"” “No, we haven’t that, either, Uncle John.” W-w-w-ell, bon’s Rome’!" As Walter Page and Nathaniel Sha- ler point out, there is no need of fear- ing that “our neighbor” will not u mately reach the best—or the thing to it.—The Reader’'s Magazine. then, give me “Gib- Answer: to Queries. NUNS OF ST. CLARE—M. W., City The Nuns of St. Clare, a sisterhood called Minoresses, was founded in Italy by St. Clare and St. Francis d'Assisi about 1212. The order settled in France in 1260 and in England in 1293. GRAVELOTTE — Subseriber, Oak- land, Cal. At the battle of Gravelotte during the Franco-Prussian war fought August 18, 1870,+ the German army numbered 211,000 men and th French 140,000. The German loss was 904 officers and 19,658 men, while the French lost 609 officers and 11,605 men. TO-MORROW—R., Fairbanks, Ca The authorship of “To-morrow Nev Comes” is unknown, so says the edit of English Notes and Querfes, who made an extended search. The qu tation is: Some say, “‘to-morrow never comes," A saying oft thought right: Bat if to-morrow ne No end were of "'t GAS LIGHTING—Subscriber, San Jose, Cal. Gas, as an illuminant, was first used by a Mr. Murdoch of Soho. near Birmingham, England. in 17 His house and offices at Redruth we so lighted that vear. The first pub! exhibition of gas was in 1802 at the Soho works of Bolton and Watt, near Birmingham, in which Murdoch had an interest. The first instance of street lighting with gas was in 1807, when = Mr. Winsor lighted up a vart of Pall Mall, London. This week gen. eyeglasses, 15c-50c. 70 4th st., front Key's Cel. Oyster House. * —_—— Townsend's California Glace fruits i artistic fire-etched bogs 715 Market st.* e—— “ Special informa! lled- dafly to business houses andlublic men by th ‘ Press Clipping Bure: l (Allen's), 230 ;A. ifornia street. T Maio 1043, Y