The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, August 21, 1904, Page 32

' THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL. SUNDAY, AUGUST 21, 1904. ormer Actress’ Sad Plight. 1 B 1: Special C:r;e;pondence. HEADQUARTERS OF THE CALL, 5 HENRIETTA STREET, COVENT GARDEN, LONDON, Aug. 7.—Sad, indeed, is the story of an American v on Massachusetts avenue in n as the wife of John P. Cush- 1 of the old merchant name, who made a big ade with China. ,To-day friendless and well r after a prolonged for employment in almost any legal documents, effect that her malden name Laura Wolfe. At the age of 17, she ws ¥ rer young sister Louise, she married to Nat Ward, pro- prietor of a Brooklyn billiard hall. e left him on the ground of cruelty Sh E ved a divorce from him in n the stage and winning reputation in ingenue with the Donnelly and in “Natural Gas” wooed and won by to whom she was married B pent five years of n cruising about the Corona, th could s dream by Cushing’s d ob pany was whom she had cared for i, o she says. According g's story, her husband wheedled from her $10,000 ch he had settled upon her. ] lady’s suit for separa- was met by an her first husband had rved with the paper in gainst him for divorce, that orce was not technically good, the second marriage was null In the meantime, the first ard, supposing that he had divorced, had married The case was finally decided shing in 1900, after est in the courts, d in consequence of the shock she was ill for the ensuing year from ner- vous pros What little money she had was soon spent and she was forc to return to the stage, where most of her engagements were more aw been dul ion. or less w cessful. Her last ap- pearance with the Milton Royles in “My Wife’'s Husband.” In the cir- cumstances, she observes, the name of that play got on her nerves. Last April over to Europe in some vague hope that she might obtain relief from her quondam husband, who has lately been living with his mother, Mrs. John G. Cushing, on their estate in Paun, France. Her appeals to him were un- answered, however and disappoint- ment again broke down her health. To-day her state is pitiable. The Luckless Constellation. Seemingly strangely out of place among the steam and steel fighting machines all about her, the old frigate Constellation lies in dry dock at the MR. DOOLEY ON THE MODEL S4LOOMN. SEE " s2id Mr. Dooley, “a Bishop down in New York has opened a sa- 13 loon.” “Glory be,” said Mr. “Not our kind iv Bishop.” “No,” s2id Mr. Dooley. “Wan iv th’ near- d. He didn’t re-aly open it th' way He on'y backs it with his moral infioonce, like ye think. He don’t own th’ jint. brewery. Ye see, it was this way. day this Bishop dhropped into his club. don’t know why it is that we always man dhrops into a club. He’s more to dhrop out if he ain’t supported. anyhow, chair o] there with his feet cocked up on a readin’ his devotional book an’ occasionally divin’ into th’ milk punch, he says to him- silf: ‘“This is rale comfort. A club is a gran’ Suddenly th’ thought sthruck him place.” *What,” 8ays he, ‘am I doin’ fr th’ Here am I loungin’ in comfort in me club. Not at all. He has no club but th’ wan th’ police- men carries. Thin where does he spind his time between 4 o'clock in th’ afthernoon an’ In th’ saloon. Th’ saloons th’ poor wurrukin® man buys a shell iv beer, ates four dollars worth iv free lunch an’ goes home and beats e, or vicy versy, as th’ case may be, Has th’ poor wurrukin’ man a club? 8 o'clock dinner? I r-read about where his i is no place fo'r him. T will start a dive where me humble mechanic frinds iv th’ slums can take their karosine amid com- fortable surroundin’s, chat with their fel- Jow juggiers on th’ issues iv th’ day an’ go home ilivated in ivry sinse iv th’ wurrud,’ he says. now in sore straits in London. | vears ago she was living in| living in Brookiyn with | wife’s younger | as a desperate resort, she came | Hennessy. th’ Bishop dhropped into his club an’ hurlin’ himself into a sumchuous ar-rm- encd his breevery an’ settled down to wait fr th’ evenin’ pa-apers. As he set Brooklyn Navy Yard. Even since coming to the yard a month ago she has managed to strengthen her reputa- | tion for bad luck. The carpenters in charge of the repair work discovered a few mornings since that, by the| { warping of the props which support | her in an upright position, she had | come within an ace of toppling over. Such an accident probably wculd have | ended her long career as a ship, for her old timbers, patched and repatched ) for the past hundred years, could hard- {1y have resisted such a shock. If ever a ship was made the special | { plaything of mischance, the Constella- tion is that ship. Even now, with her gun-ports, irom which once protruded the black muzzles of her “long eight- | eens,” converted into windows, she has a peculiarly sinister and irresponsible | appearance. From the day on which | she was launched, September 7, 1797,1 ;ht-r history has been mainly omne of | | mishaps. She was always well fought | and her flag never came down to an antagonist. But, as if to make her un- | luckiness all the more unbearable, { some little trick of fate always made | | her victories valueless, or turned them against her. In the war with France, in 1799, she | managed to administer drubbings to {two French ships at different times, i but in each case a chance shot rendered | | her unmanageable; in one instance her | antagonist was enabled to escape, while |in the other a storm almost swamped her before she could make port. In | the war with Tripoli she was lured un- der a short battery by a fleet of Moor- ish - feluccas, and treated to such a battering with red-hot balls before she | could get away that she was ordered back to the United States for repairs. Finally, in the war of 1812, while all | her sister ships were winning glory on the high seas, she was blockaded by {an English fleet in Hampton Roads, |and was unable to get out while the | war lasted. The first fight of the now ancient | frigate was with a French ship, L'In- | surgente, in the early part of 1799. The | Constellation carried twenty-eight “eighteens”—about as dangerous as the modern 6-pounder, and good at a range of half a mile—and twenty-eight 32- pound carronades, which was the usual complement of a thirty-eight-gun frig- |ate at that time. In armament lhe} | French ship was rated about the same, i but she carried 409 men to the Con- stellation’s 302. The American ship | was commanded by Commodore Trux- ton, and in half an hour the French- | man pulled down his flag. A prize crew | was sent aboard from the Constella- tion, but in the midst of the transfer it was discovered that the Constella- | tion had received a stray shot in her | | rudder gearing whieh left her about as | manageable as a log of wood. The ships were separated and the Constel- lation’s crew had all they could do to | keep her from belng swamped. On board the French frigate, the little American prize crew was in a preca- rious condition. Only a few men had gone aboard the prize when the storm came up, and the French crew was large and inclined to be rebellious. The Americans ordered their captives be- low, closed the hatches, and, armed to the teeth, paraded the deck and dared any of the Frenchmen to show them- selves. After three sleepless days and nights they managed to make port, to be rejoined by the Constellation two days later—New York Evening Post. | Time to Quit. At the unveiling ceremony of the famous Bartholdi statue the clergy- man who offered the opening prayer was inclined to spin out his petition. General Sherman was sitting beside him, and at length, quietly putting out a hand, he pulled the reverend gentle- man by the coattalls gently back into his seat. When asked about the inci- dent the general coolly replied: “I thought he'd told God about all he wanted to know for one time, and others were waiting their turn at the public.”"—August Lippincott's. Neuralgia is sald to be successfully treated in Italy by the use of blue light. “An’ he done it. Fr'm what out about this model saloon it diff'rent fr'm th’ peaceable hell that I've been conductin’ fr thirty years. ingreejent iv anny rest cure is there on th’ thim horny- handed sons iv tile who can sleep standin’ an’ chairs an’ tables for th’ less hardy ruf- fyans that prefer to coal up in a settin’ shelves. They'se a bar fr 2 posture. Th’' bartinders ar-re affable an’ Wan sober men, but that’s thrue iv all bartinders. I They are supposed, Hinnessy, to give th’ say a consumers a brief moral chat while pushin’ likely out the paint. ' Afther th’ third basin it may But, be nicisary f'r thim to have an ilivinth com-. mandment handy in th’ shape iv In a corner iv th’ imporryum chair, poor? not been idle. in’men in ol’ tennis clothes. vanilla sthrawberry mixed, as intind to go home till th’ model s b ite wather fountain, so that th’ poor wurrukin’ man don’t have to dhrink th’ destroyer if he don’t want to, but can go over an’ in- flate himsilf at th’ gas wurruks. customer at th’ adjinin’ couther begins to cry cver th’ Maybrick case, th’ prelate in command there steers him to th’ liquid air department, where he does th’ r-rest iv his shoppin’, charges himsilf with a pan ‘iv carbonic acid an’ floats home. This is to help his hiccup, so that his wife'll know he has I undherstand this branch iv th’ plant hasn’t had to hire anny extra help. Th' principal customers is mimbers iv good governmint clubs disguised as poor wurruk- Wan iv thim was heerd to say that he didn’t care whether th’ bar-boy made it an egg-phosphate or a followin’ day, annyhow. Th’ more permanent poor wur- rukinman, th’ athletes in outing clothes iv blue canvas, has thus far not invistigated th’ model saloon beyond th’ beer pump. An’ now I come to think iv it I can’t raymimber iver seein’ a poor wurrukinman sprintin’ f'r th’ Dutchman’s pause in front” ITHE SAN FERHANCISCO CALL JOEN D. SPRECKELS, Proprietor . . .. ..... . Address All Communications to JORN McNAUGHT, Manager Publication OffiCe. . ... oovereerneseereteeteeenninacuncnnnaecsonnes +....Third and Market Streets, S. F AS SEEN ABROAD. HE French Academy has recently published a T book, in its “Annales Politiques et Litteraires,” on the industrial resources of the United States, and the relation of this country to the commercial interests of France. This book is reviewed by M. Hanotaux of the Academy in the Journal de St. Petersburg, an in- {luential Russian paper. M. Hanotaux says the publiica- tion of this book is one of the signs of the times. It is a veritable and practical encyclopedia of commerce, and adds: “The great evil in France is the desire to stay at home, the indifference to travel. The French do not travel, hence everything surprises them. The only cure for insularity and narrowness is travel. ‘Travell Go outside!” I say again and again to my countrymen. Now the book under review would dispense with travel, were that possible. It puts facts just as they are; in read- ing it one lives among realities. One is made to under- stand why one nation or man succeeds, and the other fails. Here are the names of sellers, buyers, banking houses, commission houises, and even in certain cases the method of procedure.” Continuing M. Hanotaux says the United States is high above the commercial horizon. Its attitude ‘is menacing, and all eyes are turned to it. With a terri- tory as large as Europe, and a population of 80,000,000, touching the world’s two great oceans, and a climate that ranges from tropical to arctic, and all kinds of min- erals from gold to coal, and all plants from cedar to hyssop, and all animals from the whale to the bird of paradise, the master of all the articles of primary im- portance, iron, cotton, coal and cereals, this colossal industrial empire is armed to the teeth for the arts of peace. In freight alone the United States is nearer to the Mediterranean than Liverpool is to Marseilles. He sees all of this vast power concentrated to push its products with an irresistible impulse upon the markets of the world. But he declares that it is not our match- less industrial discipline alone that accounts for our power and primacy, for that very discipline has created a still more intelligently wielded and terrible weapon, the graduated tariff, continually changed to meet changed conditions, and modified to coincide with the progress of the country. Sheltered behind this, he sees the American republic forging ahead with astonishing rapidity and success. Our gates are opened or closed as the stranger is considered helpful or harmful. He concludes: “Thus at the beginning of the twen- tieth century the United States faces the world as a most desirable market on the one hand, and as an awful menace to manufacturing nations® on the other. Is Eu- rope in general, and each particular power, doomed to inevitable and irremediable defeat? Is the battle that is to be fought hopeless? Will the power, prosperity and progress that have marked the American republic’s movements for a decade continue until they have ob- scured all else? Inother words, are we to be confronted by an American peril more terrible and more pressing than the ycllow peril, one that is to wield against the 0Old World the weapon before which that Old World is to go down to irretrievable defeat?” M. Hanotaux decides that industrial warfare differs from military war, and that in it both victor and van- quished gain something. As long as we use our tariff to defend our home market, but also as a means of se- curing reciprocal trade, he believes that the Old World may prosper on such of our trade as we choose to give it in return for that which it has and we want. He de- cides that it is useless to try and prevent our commer- cial primacy. But we have the primary materials re- quired by Europe, coal, cotton, iron and petroleum, and he believes that we endanger the Old World only in the food supply. Europe wants our primary materials which she does not produce. As for France, he believes that she will never be excelled in the manufacture of luxuri- ous articles which we do not produce, and that with the inevitable increase in wealth which attends upon our continued control of the world’s commerce, we will al- ways offer to her a profitable market. But he does not point out the particulars in which the rest of Europe may find equal comfort, except that those nations may under the stress and pressure of the American peril discover in themselves new and unsuspected capacities. To illustrate such a possibility, he quotes one example in searching into the capacities of this continent and using them in our development. As an instance of this he says: “In 1823, the commander of Fort Dearborn, a pessimist. wrote to the Secretary of War at Washington: ‘I have the honor to inform you that this post should be abandoned because the country surrounding it is such that it is impossible for a population to live here sufficient to justify the expense of keeping a fort at this place!” In 1893, seventy years later, Chicago, where that fort stood, had a population of a million and a half, and 27,000,000 visited her Columbian exposition.” That conclusion is, of course, cheering to Europe, and no American will grudge the benefit that may follow the discovery of new resources and capacities in the nations across the sea. But it must not be forgotten that they have been under-the touch of civilized man for ages, and that he has time and again been put to his mettle in searching for sustaining resources, as we put him now, and there cannot be much to find. Americans will be especially interested in noting the conclusion of this observant Frenchman, that,we have not only the resources and industrial discipline, but that we prevent their waste by our system of tariff, de- nounced in some quarters now as “robbery.” A young man, versatile enough to include highway robbery among his accomplishments, wept bitterly in court the other day when he was sentenced to pursue his career for a reasonably long time as a convict in San Quentin penitentiary. If the tears were inspired by reflection they were justified, even if tardy. If they were provoked by chagrin they should be held as the sign of one of the few triumphs won by an unoffending public over the most dastardly and cowardly of thieves. O tant matter that can concern American munici- palities. The bond issue proposed in that city for long needéd and highly beneficial public improvements is handicapped by some advocates of public ownership of public utilities who desire to hold the city’s credit intact for the purchase of such utilities. To meet this and placate all parties Councilman John L. Howard has introduced into the Council a measure looking to the securing of authority from the State to issue bonds for the purchase of public utilities, and basing the bonds on the plants so acquired, leaving the credit and general fund of the city unimpaired, to serve the proper purposes of government and extend the admirable system of pub- lic improvements proposed by the bond issue that is now pending. . Mr. Howard’s proposition separates the two issues and keeps them separate. It will give Oakland the leader- ship of a policy that has been widely discussed in this country and in Europe, and which places the public utility policy of municipalities on an entirely new and better basis. It is believed that the purpose sought by Mr. Howard can be accomplished without amending the constitution of the State. But even if that have to be done, it is more than worth while to do it, for the sake of the relief that it will be to the credit and general fund of our cities which may be inclined to experiment with public ownership. It is in our opinion the only method by which a just and intelligent business policy in administering public owned utilities can be secured, and the advocates of public own- ership who without prejudice treat the subject from the standpoint of well-matured judgment will surely see their way to support this safe and enlightened policy by which the uisers of the public plant will pay for it, and the public credit will remain intact, no matter what may happen to the public plant. Surely Oakland is awakened and feels the impulse of leadership, and from this awakening great things may be expected from that city. PUBLIC UTILITY BONDS. AKLAND is about to pioneer in the most impor- The defeat of the Vladivostok squadron and the un- merciful walloping of the Port Arthur fleet should be accepted by Russian strategists as nothing less than an unmixed blessing to the empire. Japan is really assist- ing Russia to get rid of many expensive and apparently useless toys. ing to the rescue of a bunch of Slav naval reputations by diminishing the number of humiliating defeats with a few splendid annihilating engagements. In proroguing Parliament King Edward referred feelingly and with gratification to his “political mission” to Tibet. One of the most significant and most distress- ing evidences of a nation’s decline is the tendency to use words that soften an ugly fact or modify an unwel- come condition that has crept into national life. The ac- tivity of the British in Tibet means nothing to the world as a “political mission.” Besides this, the little brown men are com- | The Arizona Editor. “You fellers on the big city papers,” said Judge Bradshaw yesterday, as he carefully parted his long coat-tails and plumped into an easy chair at the Pal- | ace, “has mighty little idea of the com- plex trials of a Arizona editor. One day I meets up with Hon. Tim Dacy, Wwho is editor of the Casa Grande Ruinator. *‘Hello," says I, ‘how air you? " “‘Im tired,’ says Tim. ‘T've had a hard week. This editorial labor is wearin’ on me. F'r instance, on Mon- day I sows a ten-acre patch to barley, acts as Judge for the horse races at the Territorial Falr and referees the prizefight between Maguire’s bartender and that miner man from Bisbee. Tuesday I interviews a visiting Bishop on ‘The Ideal Rum Shop,’ deals faro bank for Shorty Harris, who gets shot in the leg by a Mexican, and reports a banquet at Rosen’s beer hall. Wedn: day I takes my Sunday school class out for a picnic and relieves Dr. Law- ton that night of $280 by a little skill- ful poker playin'. Thursday 1 was pallbearer at Hank Burrows’ funeral, who got drunk and fell in his own shaft; then I writes a pome on him en- titled ‘Oh, For the Wings of 2 Angel.’ At night I lectured before the Sorosis Club on ‘Home Influence Among Mex- fcan Sectlon Hands.' Friday I shod my team of mules, worked out my road tax and delivered a oration before the Young Men’s Henry W. Davis Demo- cratic Club. To-day I bullt a barn for my cow, traded a old saddle for a pretty fair Winchester, repaired the front of my real estate office and I ain’t half done yet. “‘The worst of it is, my editorial, reportorial, composing room and press- room forces is down at Dolan’s winning money at faro bank and lapping up whisky like a road agent. Chances air they won’t show up for a week. Ye betchew I'm tired.” ™ Home Again. Bet you don't know where I've been— I've been off down on a farm! Look here, where I've burnt the skin More’'n half way up my arm! I could had a teeny pig To bring home, but ma said no, It would get too awful big ‘When it onct begun to grow. An’ T saw 'em makin hay ‘With a cutter ten feet wide— ‘When I wanted, all the day I could sit on top an’ ride! An’ onct, sir, the cutter stick Cut a rabbit right in two— He went “squeak, squeak!" quick— An’ you ought to seen him—whew! like that, Farmers have no groc'ry store, But they get their eggs in mows, An’ they don't need milkmen, for They squeeze milk straight out of cows! An’ my uncle—Uncle Jed— Onct when I was standin’ by “Open up you mouth!” he said— But he squirted in my eye! I went round in overalls An’ 'had pie for breakfas'—gee! An’ I rang the bell that calls In for dinner an’ for tea. An’ the hired girl, she ate At the table ‘long with us— Country girls aren’t s'posed to walt, So ma didn't raise a fuss. I washed near the back-stoop pump In a _basin with the rest, An’ nobody tried to jump On us when we splashed or messed. Ma, she says that I'm a sight *Cause 1 got so black—oh, dear, I'm afraid I'll 1?( all rhl(er ! 0 again next year. ———'I'g;:veln‘Ls. Sagln. in August Lippincott’s. Marking the Boundaries. Parties from the Coast and Geodetic Survey are now at work in connection with similar bodies from Canada In marking the Alaskan boundary line according to the determination of the tribunal which met in London last’ summer. It will take several years to complete the work, for the-physical difficulties in the way are enormous. Some of the country is so boggy that it can be properly covered only when the ground is frozen, while for most of the rest of it, especially the moun- ! tain section, only a few months in the summer are available. In addition, there 1Is a considerable stretch for 1 can make store as if in doubt. Tt may have hap- ain’t much pened, but I didn’t notice it. “Th’ saloon was opened in person be th’ Bishop. I r-read his speech. It was fine. He recognized that dhrink was an ivil, hav- in’ met it. But it was a nicissry evil. On th’ whole, he was inclined to think it was more nicissry thin evil. Takin’ it all in all of half an’ half or annyway ye liked, it was a good thing. He took his dhrink at th’ club, an’ why shud his more humble but akelly droughty frinds amon’ th’ wurrukin’ classes not have their souse as well> They shud. He wud advise modhration, how- iver. A man be he sick or poor shud niver take on more thin was good for him. (Th’ manager iv th’ saloon: “Or thin he's good f'r.) He accipted th' correction. If he was 2 savin’ mechanic in this bright land iv opporchunity, he ought to be good fr wt,uc was good f'r him, or more. Whin a poor wurrukin’ man felt th’ insijous march iv th’ brannigan he shud say: ‘No, boys, no more fr me. I mus’ go home to th’ lil’ wans. If I need more I can sind thim out fr it” A poor wurrukin’ man shud niver f'rget his fam'ly while on a carouse. No amount iv sobbin’ on th’ neck iv a bartinder while tellin’ what a comfort wife an’ child- ‘her was to th’ inebrayated artisan wud make anny diff'rence. He mus’ get home some time durin’ th’ night or he is no thrue up- holder iv th’ Christyan saloon an’ its re- finin’ inflooence. His parcel shud be no more thin that iv anny gintleman at a club, lest he be as th’ beasts iv th’ field who don’t dhri;ak. Boys, it's on me. “An’ so, Hinnissy, th’ model saloon was opened. Th’ arch deacon tapped a fresh keg, th’ vicar ginral tosses together a model Christyan gin-fizz an’ th’ ‘good Bishop smiled binivolently as th’ hardy vistrymen quaffed th’ nicissry evil. An’ whin th’ dice- box was passed, did th’ hand of the Th’ main an ice pick. is a sody Whin a he did not iv a dhrug jineerin’, potter shake? I don't know, Hinnissy. Science, midicine, horse-shoein’, asthron- But I do know th' model saloon is omy, th’ care iv th' hair, an’ th’ laws iv not? goin’ to be a gr-reat moral inflooence in exchange, an’ th’ knowledge I have iv how varch that neighborhood. Whin th’ poor wurruk- to subjoo th’ affictions iv th’ ladies wud him i in’ man goes home an’ thries to wind th’ cause manny a pang. I tell ye, we ar-re 2 way, clock with th’ fox tarryer, th’ good woman turns to th’ little wans an’ says: ‘Childer, see what a lovely bun father has got fr'm th’ Bishop.” An’ whin th’ tired tiler wants rayfrishmint at night, he calls: *Mary Ann, take th' pitcher an’ go down to th’ cathe- dral f'r a quart’ I'd give something to have what Hogan calls an impreematur over me dure. “Do I think it will be a success? Well, Hinnissy, it wudden’t become me to speak iv a rival in me own line iv business. Bishop Potter an’ me ar're both mimbers iv th’ same flock, th’ liquor dealers pro- tictive assocyation, an’ in that fellowship an injiry to wan is th’ consarn iv all. I don’t know whether he has th’ qualifica- tions f'r a succissful saloonkeeper. Not that th’ two lines is altogether apart. Both a Bishop an’ a saloonkeeper has a flock to take care iv, but to a certain extint, Hin- nissy, we ar’re each iv us thryin’ to keep our flock out iv th’ other’s hands. It ain’t ivry man that can be a Bishop, An’ it ain’t ivrywan that can be a safuonkeeper. A saloonkeeper must be sober, he must be honest, he must be clean an’ if he’s a pastor - iv a flock iv poor wurrukin’ men, he must ~know ivrything that's goin’ on in th’ wurruld or iver wint on. I on'y discuss th’ light topics iv th’ day with ye, Hinnissy, because ye're a frivolous charackter, but ye'd be surprised to know what an incyclo- peeja a man gets to be in this profissyon. Ivry man that comes in here an’ has three pans iv nicissry evil tells me, with tears, th’ secrets iv his thrade an’ offers to fight me if I don’t look inthrested. I know in- pammistry, plumbin’, Christyan take. money. fine body iv men. saloon business? Dealers Lithry Club iv th’ Sixth Wa'ard, [ hereby challenge th’ colledge iv Bishops to a spell down. g “Not that I'm proud iv the profissyon or shud 1 say. me art? It's wan way iv makin’ worth while. find if I dhrink too much I can’t meet—an’ do—th’ intelleschool joynts that swarm in here afther a meetin’ at th’ rowli On Saturdah nights, I am convivyal. New Year’s eve, I thry to make th’ ol’ year just as sorry it’s lavin” me as I can. 1 have no more pleasure in shovin’ over to ye that liquid sunstroke thin I wud if I had to dole out collars, hair dye, books, hard biled eggs, money or annything else that wudden’t be good for ve. niccissery evil. iv ra-alizin'th’ ideel. ashamed iv ye'er ideel. it is that whin ye take it you want more. But that's th’ throuble with ivrything we If we get power, we want more power; if we get money we want more Our vices r-run on friver. varchues, Hinnissy, is what me frind Dock Casey calls, seli-limiting. “But I must get back fr'm me lab-rtory to Bishop Potter's. Will me frind succeed? I hope he will. dacint men into our profissyon. wan thing I would call me neighbor’s at- tintion to. Th' unbenighted American Bishops comin’ into th’ In behalf iv th’ Liquor there I am not a hard dhrinker. I do th; ’ mills. On ar-re ar're some But seem Liquor is not a Hogan says it's wan way Th nex’ day ye're Th’ throuble about stitut Our We can’t get too many They’se so much time on their hands. made which no determination was by the Alaskan tribunal. It passes through a plece of mountain country of no seeming value, even remotely, | to either nation. Until something jarises to make the land worth some- thing, which is rather improbable, no attempt will be made to apply to it the principles agreed upon at the tri- bunal. In certain respects boundary marke ers have a harder task than any other class of workers who push out through the unbroken wilderness. The civil engineer who lays out a railroad line is on the lookout for the easiest possible course. The route which Wwould have the fewest difficuities for him to travel over would have the fewest obstacles for the railroad. When he comes into sight of a region which is impassable, by all human standards, he steps one side and looks for the next best stretch of country. With the boundary marker this is dif- ferent. He has to follow the march- ing orders of the treaty which he iw to execute, and no matter where the line which it describes in degrees, minutes and seconds of earth’s meas- urement lies, he is expected to fol- low. This makes his task one of the most serious . that adventurous man has to perform. He has to carry boats, prairie wagons, mountain climbing mules and a great variety of appliances for swinging chasms, scal- ing ledges and crossing streams. His party must also keep communication open with a base of supplies, almost as much as an army. The tales of ad- venture of this Alaskan party will be worth hearing. Music in the Park. The Golden Gate Park band, under the leadership of Paul Steindorfr, will render the following programme to- day: PART L “Star Spangled Tnn-r,"A‘ National anthem (The audience is requested to arise and re- main standing duw the rendftion of this number.) March, intermezzo, " PR Sy Smith mpa’ Harold ‘Waltz, “Joll 1 Solo for cornet, Overture, Vienna™ (a) ““Turkish Patrol (b) Toy march land™ Answers to Queries. 7 RAILROAD COMMISSIONER —P, H., Yuba County, Cal. The salary of a railroad commissioner in California is $4000 per annum. ON LEASED LAND—C, City. It the question asked refers to the buflde ing of a house on leased land, what shall be done with the house at the expiration of the lease depends upon agreement reached at the time the lease s executed. ——————— Townsend's California Glace frufts iy artistic fire-etched boxes. 715 Market st & —————— Special information supplied dafly ts business houses and public men by the Press Clipping Bureau (Allen’s), 230 Cals ifornia street. Telepkone Main 1042. BY F.P.DUNNE. Copyrighted, 1904, by M cClure, Phillips & Ca, wukrukin’ man likes his dhrink, as who does But he wants to take it in peace. His ues has been wrote about. But let njye his few simple vices in his own says I. He goes to th’ saloon an’ ye go to th’ club mostly fr th' same reason. Ye don’t want to go home. annywan to push him into a bar. He don’t need He'll go because that’s a place where wan man’s betther thin another an’ nobody is really on but th’ bartinder. be wan place where th’ poor wurrukin’ man There ought to a livin.' 1 suppose it was me vocation. [ car escape bein’ patted on th’ back. He got inte it first because I didn't like to m?'t so. bad, ye'er grace, as ye think. dhrive an express wagon an’ I stayed in it Wurrukin’ men dont dhrink to excess. because they was nawthin’ else that seemed DHhrunkenness is a vice iv th’ idle. Did ye iver see a la’ad sprintin’ across a joist two hundred feet in th’ air? D’ye think he cud at if he was a free dbrinker?. Th’ on'y wurrukinmen who dhrink much too much thruckmen an that’s because they have While they waitin’ fr a load they get wan. Aven iv thim ar-re sober. Ye can tell thim be their hats. “Somehow or another, Hinnissy, it don't jus’ right that there shud be a union iv church an’ saloon. These two gr-reat in- ions ar're best kept apart. They kind iv offset each other like th’ Supreem Coort an” Congress. nicissry to th’ clargy. it's.nicissry to th’ consumers they might as well close up th’ churches. Father Kelly openin’ a saloon. me business but dhrink is an evil but I'm a nicissity, moved out a worse man might comé in me place.” “Ye ra-aly do think dhrink is a nicissry evil,” said Mr. Hinnessy. “Well,” said Mr. Dooley, “if it's an evil to a man, it's not nicissry an’ if it’s it’s an evil” Dhrink is a nicissry evil, If they iver admit Ye'll niver find He hates He says I I he likes me. L