The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, July 17, 1904, Page 7

THE . SAN FRANCISCO SUNDAY CAILL. merce and abinet of the ed States Ircror. =z N\ MEremz s, prestige. be investig: ure, withou tshed rights bas he dor SAE8 ::::_?:;—?Abv hat ? Lrzcroro & How many i METCALE he meke his Questions s s se the penalties v of all classes to penetrate euts of po sound caref of the mar ing the aff weal or wo the man w above his fe new Becretar ber, h Met- George D. ut no re guishe k- the Athenian Club and etic Club of Oakfand litan Club in Wash- ) his sons the Secretary will be al- ays the good comrade, who partici- nd thoroughly enjoys many rts and diversions. The Victor Nicholson Metcalf, is s third year at Annapolis, will .be able to partake to f the soclety of his parents gt He is in his twenty- is a fine swimmer, somewhat n and partakes of many of acteristics of his son, William » was for some E h his father and Washington school for n a business career in 1k of Oakland. y is exceedingly fond of and shooting, so much so that he heard to say that being a good ituted his only accomplish- f the family enjoy out of 1 the time of the year most rward to is the sum- 3 s leave to spend some time at “The Roost,” as they have named the quaint Ilittle bungalow the passing perched on the Sunol side of the Mis- he daughter Sion range, to reach which one must go e age of 11 up from the Mission Santa Clara. s taken ill For the past nine years “The Roost” ts were in the East. has been the summer rendezvous of the -elect enjoys the books family, and its cozy veranda has seen bughly homelike many happy days. Here the Secretary ounds him at spends much time reading. But the in the snug greatest attraction at this mountain -rhaps bet- perch, at least for the male members ter than the clubs at which he is al- of the family, Is the swimming pond. ways welcome and popular guest, Here father and sons have great swim- from his culture and geniality. Among ming races, and the Secretary is not cmeimmrets 9 .9 KING FOR A DAY # 8 » D ates i an of most win- time in the 1 the ple ree silver pr . ed to him a eeling next hot weather. “T'll get out of this in the morning,” be going for a month again he said as he turned into bed. “I've son, Sir Lemuel, won't you?” had enough of it, I'll scuttle the ship s it happened, the captain had and clear out.” The captain as- d her t vould attend. ith the acting port officer This virtuous intention would have the opening qua- ) the river; so it was just in been easy of accomplishment, compara- ¢ th the wife of the he expressed it. “I'll ar- tively, if he had not slept until 10 for Jack to-morrow,” he said; o'clock. When he arose the secretary little woman.” came to him with a troubled face. pproaching from the ball “There’'s a telegram from Lady Jones, heard a little rustle among the Sir Lemuel, asking for the carriage to pushed eagerly forward and meet her at the station, and I've sent hem. Another missionary it. She’'s chartered a special train and ad entered tle field. “I beg pardon, we expect her any moment.” igenous to Lemuel,” and she disappeared. “Great Scott! I'm lost!"” moaned the known as “Perfectly scandalous!” she sald, as captain. “I must get out of this. Help e a conserva- She met Lushton. “Some one ought to me dress quickly, that’s a good fel- A quiet seat advise dear Lady Jones of that design- low.” s, with the drowsy INg creature’s behavior.” TAn official accosted him as he came z flitting in and out “For Cupid's sake, don't,” ejaculated out of his room. “I want to see you, » is just the place to Lushton, fervently. “Let the old boy Sir Lemuel.” have his fling. He doesn't get out “Is that your tom-tom at the door?” often.” answered the captain quite irrele- ck “T've mo intention of doing so my- vantly. the launch to meet you at the Self,” said his companion with asperity. “Yes, Sir Lemuel.” mer that time, Sir Lemuel. He But all the same a telegram went “Well, just wait here for a few min- knows you were !ngh(fu!ly angry that night to Lady Jones at Prome utes. I've got to meet Lady Jones and about it, and has felt it terribly. He's which bore good fruit next day, and I'm late.” « e r nciz scioner, and, bar a lit- tle enthusias r g engendersd of iple of torn trails € o close, he man- € cretary had 'n Mrs. Ley- ow was saying: “I'm sure Ji v efraid to ask you for the billet much of it. Jumping into the cart he drove off at rt officer; a!;xd that horrible man The captain slipped away early from a furious clip. Fate, in the shape of ho is ar%mn Vlrflwe‘r now will get it, the ball; it seemed, somehow, as though the Ironclad,, swooped down upon him nd poor Jack won't be able to send me the fun had gone out of the thing. at the very gate. He met Lady Jones face to face. “Stop!” she cried excitedly. !“Where gre you going, Sir Lemuel?” “I'm not Sir Lemuel!” roared back the disappointed captain. “Nice exhibition you're making of yourself—Chief Commissioner of Bur- mah!” “I'm not the Commissioner of Bur- mah. . I'm not your Sir Lemuel,” he answered, anxious to get away at any cost. “The man is mad. The next thing you'll deny that I'm your wife,” “Neither are you!" roared the en- raged captain, and away he sped. Lady Jones followed. It was a pro- cession, the red spokes of the tom-tom twinkling in and out the bright patches of sunlight as it whirled along between the big banian trees, and behind the carriage, Lady Jones sitting bolt up- right with set lips. The captaln reached the wharf first. Heé was down the steps and into a sampan like a shot. It was the only sampan there. The carriage dashed up at that instant. There was no other boat; there was nothing for it but to walit. “Come, Lem, get into these duds and clear out!” cried the captain, as he burst into his cabin. “You villain! I'll have you sent to the Andamans for this,” exclaimed the prisonert beneath'lending a hand In cleaning the pond out when necessary Wrestling bouts and footraces, long tramps and shooting matches—these all have a place in the life at “The Roost,” and the Secretary is a winner as often as any one. But this year “The Roost” will not be tenanted, for the birds will have flown. And it is significant of the Sec- retary’s fondness for his home in the West that of any drawbacks in con- nection with the prospect before him, he regards as the greatest and saddest the hardship of breaking up the home in Oakland. Just what the domestio plans of the family in Washington will be has not yet been decided, but In view of the agreeable social qualities of the Secretary and Mra, Metcalf there is no doubt that their new quarters in Washington will be a most popular center for Washington soclety. It may be remarked in passing that the first time that Mr. Metcalf has been heard of as a Senatorial or Cabi- net possibility, he having been spoken of to succeed Senator Perkins or Secre- tary Hitchcock of the Interior Depart- ment. Ability helped destiny In finally selecting him as the head of one of the depar ts of the na- that of rce and AN LLZLY, /// THE SECREITARF S HOME I OARLANT - “Quick! Your wife’'s walting on the dock,” said Larry. That had the desired effect; Sir Lem- uel became as a child that had played truant. “What have you done, Larry?” he cried, ‘'pathetically. You've ruined me.” “No, I've done you good. And I've left you some decent wine at the house. Get ashore before she comes off.” “There’s no help for it,” said Sir Lem- uel. “There are your orders to proceed to Calcutta to load; your beastly chief engineer insisted on shoving them In to me.” “Don’t ‘my love’ me!” said the Iron- clad, when Sir Lemuel climbed peni- tently into the carriage. ‘““An hour ago you denied that I was your wife.” And so thev drove off, the syce tak- ing the tom-tom back to its owner. It took Sir Lemuel days and days to straighten out the empire after the rule of the man who had been “King for a Day."”