The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, April 21, 1905, Page 8

& THE SAN FRANCISC PN D, SRR - . o e s e e : Proprietor | JONN MeNAUGHT i ' R THIR EETS. SAN FRA! | Fi S L S L BRI R R APRIL 21, 1905 THE PURPOSE OF THE LEAGUE. n the Republican League, is a capital mistake for the We are left in the dark separate league ticket for varate ticket of candidates for city s meant, it is not the purpose of the 1 is co-operation with the Republican e and cleansing influence upon its is is a time for union and not for ing apart. ! hat it will do, nor do we know its | tion putting up a ticket at the Horses and Carts and the Daughters of nite to adulterate Republican action with e heroic treatment will be necessary, but ves that the organization will either betray he Call has impeached the plan of the| >ve to better the municipal govern- izens’ movement, inviting general to reach that end. The Call, in its process to a conclusion, discussed a citizens’ movement | c irresponsive to it. This left only a resort to v T ling some methods to safe- o rationalize it. In the Democratic organi- he only appearance of activity was in the ¢ formed, acted with energy Repnblican League. This in action th in touch with the desire re decent municipal government. orces of the city. To start another inde- | now means only a division of forces. i zations by provic mittee of t now is both parties to sec Ex citizen sees his ¢ o be the upholding of the purposes g n perfect confidence that the result which will issue r s 11 deserve the support of all voters who prefer de- F p " local gover No man can fail to feel and > league’s work upon the purposes of the Repub- ent s at a high k, and the action of the County seems to commit it to a policy that will be supported ty of s xpayers. The strength of the o s the efforts of its opponents to disintegrate do not waste their time fighting some- ose and support upon the league. TIts , and if it do not they are entjrely t that it has not made. It does arate ticket, different from 1 of which it is-a part. It has perfect te with its party and secure a right re- 1 ates. It is controlled by pal corruption. It dreams appreciates the hard work that wisdom and watchfulness. If there be and plan, where is it? No > to discuss plans that might they are not, and the league’s plan gical conclusion in wisdom and up- here is no indication that the Republican to co-operate faithfully with it. admit the crying need of municipal re- means to achieve it, and such a entative of the purpose of all de- any reason why all such should not co-operate rear there was substantial co-operation ng impulse to the policy of national Republicans voted together for President epresented a purpose which they held in y men, but as patriotic citizens. Now the city st to us all. It affects us directly. It is not we suffer. If it be wasteful we lose. If it in- tion we all suffer in our reputation. Why, re, sh we not stand together, back of the only organiza- has shown a disposition and desire to bear the brunt of hat must be made? . league is not going to make any capital mistakes. It is not rainbows. It strength, t tun e ApPears, repre b et it be sta “ yuld g It is not going to make nasty alliances. is not going to quit, for it is not composed of quitters. In short, it is not ng to do any of the things prepared and predicted for it by ts enemies, the prophets, seers and revelators of graft. It uses the ed political party that has a majority in this city as the in- ent of reform, and in this we think it does wisely and that it res the grand support it is bound to receive. THE SMALL LANDHOLDER. [P | extraordinary | room habitable for every day. THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, FRIDAY. APRIL 21, 1903 — A \\ \ IN THE HALL OF FAME AND FON | : OSCAR HAMMERSTEIN, Author and Inventor. —New York Herald. WORLD NEEDS PERFECT HOMES | BY DOROTHY FENIMORE. Manager, Impresario, - | | 3 “O sweet is praise! And sweet to be admired! But to be loved is sweeter! Vietims wreath’d With garlands, and the music of a feast May please a goddess, but a woman craves Quiet, and little children round her knees” INGS Thomas Ashe, depicting S Psyche grieving because she was so splendid that no man dared to love her; but, instead, fell down to wor- ship, and, having worshiped, turned away. And I, a little cricket in the grass, listening to this birdsong of the poet, and trylng in my humble way to tell the longings of a woman'’s soul, would have you hearken to a similar strain, and believe that love is woman’s great- est right, and motherhood her greatest privilege. Perhaps I narrow the mission of wo- man when I regard her as a priestess in nature’s temple, to whom is given the task qf keeping the spirit of child- hood alive in the world, and of hand- ing down from generation to genera- tion the humbler virtues and the simp- ler faith. But a narrow destiny may be a happy destiny, on the same principle that it is the small room which is the cozy room; both hold elements of home. And it takes great genlus to make a wide destiny beautiful; just as it takes skill to make a large The world needs happiness, and the | world needs homes. In his book of es- ealers in farm implements and machinery begin to notice ivent of the small landholder. ~The great machine which d threshes small grain at one'operation came into use e necessities of large landholdings. We boasted with pride v thousand acre wheat fields, and when the grain had stood jead ripe and dry these great machines followed each other, ng swaths miles in length, and looking like ships sailing on a 3 sea. Now our coming boast will be the small farmer and the small field. The machinery dealers notice a growing demand for the self- binding harvester. The grain is being cut before it is ready to shell, and while there is yet sap in the straw. It is bound in sheaves shocked in the field and allowed to “sweat.” Perhaps this will improve its gluten content. There is no doubt that it wiil furnish a straw that has fodder value, and will carry stock over from one green season L the other. When the wheat stands, dead ripe and dry, waiting for big machine to head and thresh, the wind shells an average of five bushels per acre, and the use of the straw is lost. The big machine, however, has cut and threshed it for $1 75 per acre, while the cutting by a self-binder cost $2 50. The small farmer, in many mstances bringing his Eastern experience with him, now sees that s more than the difference in grain and straw. | e passing of the fifty thousand acre wheat field is in process. | It was in its day the biggest thing of the kind on earth. It had its place in the progress of the State, and we were proud of it. But it goes into history among the other great things that featured our sev- : s forward. Tt will have its own record and chapter, like the s full of gold picked in a day out of the placers of the auriferous | < of our rivers. The seli-binder follows it, rattling off notice to ! i that the small farmer has arrived, and the future of agricultural | a is 1o be wrought out on his little farm well tilled. His | bank account will soon sprout and grow in our country banks, and | he will it under his own vine and fig tree and electric light and | teiephone, raise his own pigs, chickens and turkeys, garden vegetables and truck, and bless the ddy he settled in California. ‘ o ——— less than a year ago Mr. Balfour referred to the near East u' air of European statesmen.” In view of the failure of all efl'oru" the war in the far East, that quarter of the world seems to be nnm'ntl e hopeless to Buropean statesmen as the chronic conditions of the near Bast. i | | ~—New York Tribune. —— peace,” says Colonel Bryan, “can be found only in religion.” 5 certain eminent resident of Princeton who finds a good deal :: lll' -Milwaukee Sentinel “Real the fashion of chistening battleships with ofl Mr, | n again give due thanks for the opening of another fleld of | rsons should wed their opposites. The divorce gg.—Wuhlnnon Post. . Scientists declare that record indicates that they ! says called “The Blue Flower,” Henry Van Dyke identifies the search for hap- piness with human life. And it is in the home that the tired heart of man finds rest after weariness, and strength after struggle. I do not, therefore, accept the view that it is greater for a woman to be an individual than to be wife and mother. For wifehood and motherhood { form woman’s ordered destiny. Cer- tainly we are first of all immortal souls, but, at the same time we have, as Rus- kin says, an instinct for our real duties. And the minute that we set up as an idol our soul, our individuality—or whatever else we choose to call the un- -3 dying part of us—we hinder its evolu- tion, by force of that principle con- tained in the written words: “He that findeth his life shall lose it.” Motherhood and wifehood grow no- bler as womanhood grows finer; and by the same law, womanhood becomes nobler as motherhood and wifehood 8row in grace. ‘Without question it Is sweet to be praised and sweet to be admired. Adu- lation and incense please the vanity of a woman even more than if she were a goddess.. Tt is pleasant to be feasted and toasted, and to have certain ex- clusive doors opened to you because you are you and no other. But, after all, these are hollow joys | in those lonely hours when the great mystery of things presses closely upon you, and you ask your woman heart those old perplexing questions, “Why— why am I here? Whence came I? ‘Whither do I go?" Then you are glad that home is all about you, that little children press about your knees, and that, through earthly love, you fathom the grand, deep silence of the love supreme. —_— e BEST OF ALL PLAYS. I do not care for problem plays; give me the kind of play In which the girl s just as pure as are the flowers in May; The play in which in time of need the hero’s right on deck, And where the scheming villain gets it always in the neck. I love to hear the girl refuse the vil- lain’s gold to take, And say that rags are royal duds when worn for virtue's sake; I love to see her beaux decline to heed the rich man's beck, And swat the villain with a club ath- wart his ugly neck. O not for me the Gallic farce, the Ib- sen fol-de-rol, Where man is but a jackanapes and woman is a doll: I'll take the sturdy plot in which the villain tries to wreck The hero’s life, and in the end just gets it in the neck. —TLouisville Courier-Journal. [ THE BUR | & AND THE LADY GLAR ¥ ; | | | | + /] 1SS ETHEL BLIVAGE was a pleasant and rather pretty girl, who had seen, as she had come to think. her best days. She lived with her father and mother, and there were three younger brothers. These last, perhaps, accounted for the fact that she had so little attention from men. Young- er brothers are al- most always dis- couraging to suit- ors. The Blivages lived in a cheerful § and commodious flat and enjoyed all the advantages of a fixed and suf- ficient income. The boys were in school, except the § eldest, who was a freshman in the i university. They were away nearly § all day and Ethei filled up her time ) by a great deal of charitable andg philanthropic work—that refuge of women who have ceased to ex-f pect much from men. Mr. Blivage came home from work very tired in the evening. He was the head bookkeeper In a big downtown concern and suf- fered from deaf- ness to an extent that made him a great deal of a re- clus Mrs. Bliv- age, self-sacrificing as so many wives are in similar eir- cumstances, stayed at home with him. The whole fam- ily was in the habit of going to bed early and get- [} ting up betimes in [ the morning, and it was a compara- tively easy matter for Ethel to fill in her short evenings with instructive | INSTRUCTIVE | reading and useful READING. sewing and mend-f—— ng. Billy, the brother in college, had fallen into the habit of saying that all Ethel needed was to have some man kiss her and she would wake up. AR As a matter of fact, she had had al- | most no_attention from men in gen- eral, and none at all from any man in particular. She did not miss what she had never had so far as she was conseious of it, but she had settled herself in her own mind as a maiden | who was never going to be kissed, and she did not feel any deprivation on that account. Her brother’s observa- tion, however often repeated, she took with the good natured tolerance al- most any girl has to acquire if she lives with three brothers who are fond of teasing. One night when Mr. Blivage had to work late. on his books, he sent home tickets for the entire family to go to the theater. But Ethel had to keep an | flat. engagement she had ‘made some time before at a reading club she was a member of, and she did not feel that she could break it. She had passed the age and state of mind that made her fear to be alone in the evening, and | there was mo provision made for her escort home. But the young man who lived in the flat below them saw her | home, opened the door in . the dark { the hall lights were put out early in the building—bade her good night and re | turned to his own domieile. A light had been left burning in the { drawing-room. Ethel entered and be- came conscious in | an instinctive way | that there was some one in the Going to the light, evi- dently in the din- ing-room. With- out stopping to think, being nat- urally fearless, she wondered who had left it, and | went out to inves- tigate. She opened the door almost against a tall, bright - looking young fellow who was busy wrap- ping up the family silver in a table- cloth. He was quite as much startled as she, but he had a cer- tain amount of presence of mind, for he stood erect immediately in front of her, drop- ping his plunder. Before she could do anything else, he threw his arms around her and kissed her and ran down the stairs in the rear as fast as he could. screamed of the front door and was al- most at the head of the next land- ing when she saw |dimly a young { man standing just in front .of her. { The belowrstairs | neighbor had heard her scream | and hastened to | give aid. “Oh, Billy!” she | saild, eertain that it was her brother, }and she threw herself into his arms. | Without a wasted motion the young | man kissed her—a good, hearty smack. Excited as she was, she took little no- tice, but said “Burglars!” and fainted. When she came to herself she was in the Blivage drawing-room and the young man was holding her hands and { rubbing them. When the Blivage fam- |ily arrived home a little later they found him still holding her hands. Billy says it would never have hap- pened if the burglar had not kissed her first, and the Blivage family is to part with its eldest child next week. S “OH, BILLY!™ M - THE DAY FOR EVICTION. (An Actual Scene in New York When a Poor Family Was About to Be Dispossessed.) We jurned mow into Eldridge street and drove slowly through lines of peddlers’ carts until we came to a bar- ber’s pole in front of a narrow door- way. A black-haired woman peered at us curiously from a window over red and blue announcements, in Yiddish, of various balls in the neighborhood. This was No. 169, the home of Abram Rabinovitch, whom we presently found in two rooms of the rear tenement, rooms that were clean and neat, despite their poverty, and that showed a | woman’s effort to make them bright and homelike. The woman lay on a bed in the back room in a sort of stupor. It was partly the heat, for the place was stifling and the windows tight shut, but it was partly want of food, as we realized when she murmured “milk—hunger.” She was not over twenty-three, and, as she lay there pale and still, she looked quite beautiful. The husband'$ grief was pitiful. When the baby came, he said, seven days’before, there was no money and no food. For three days he had given his wife tea, nothing else, he had noth- ing else. Then a visitor left him fifty cents and he bought her a chicken. For himself he bought some stale bread, and for little Israel, one year old (he was holding Israel in his arms), he bought stale bread also. He would not have us think {ll of him—would we come away from the door lest the neighbors Mear. He had never told any one of their destitution, he had his i — -+ pride, he had always been able to keep up the home, earning good money at the sweat-shop by sewing on boys’ pants—five or six dollars a week—and they had been happy, Lena and he, in their two years of married life, happy and thankful. But now—well, he had been out of work for three months. Only twice in that time had be found anything to do, and that was in the big snowstorm, when he shoveled with the street cleaning gang—shoveled through two bitter nights, and that was all he had earned. He tried to go_on, but his feelings choked him, he could only point to his wife with a look of tenderness and griet while a big tear fell on the child in his arms. What was he to do? People said he was strong and could work. Yes, but where was the work? And how could he leave his wife? Who would bring water to her parched lips? And how could he leave the little boy? Besides, it was too late, the rent was due to- morrow, ten dollars for the landlord, and if it was not paid—if it was not pald— With a gesture of dumb de- spair he pointed to the door.—Cleve- land Moffett, in Success Magazine. —_———— Underground Wonders, A hitherto unknown and very fine stalactite cavern, several miles long and containing an underground river, with waterfalls, has been discovered near Trieste. It is inhabited by a num- ber of blind animals, and a quantity of remains of antediluvian animals have also been found In it. + Y | THE SMART SET BY SALLY SHARP. f o | | { | +- The formal opening of the new Sequoia Club rooms, which was dated for next Tuesday evening, is deferred until Wednesday. Tuesday brings the | Modjeska benefit in the offering | Mme. Carusi'= sew cpera, so conflict | public interest must be av by the { club’s postponing its “housewarming.” By the way, this new hearthstone co bines two rtant motifs, its to the public and eourtesy extended to Charles guest of ot rted the eminent California write: as Warren Stoddard, who, homor, will divide attention with the {new domicile. And now those who | think the Sequoia bresthes of art, ethe | ereal and logquacious alone, are to be | enlightened. Musicians, writers and : people of the brush predominate, but {do not underlie. There are the foun- | dation builders and by their hands jhas the club been made the comfort- able and pretty thing it is. Every | vestige of furnishing, settees, tables, chairs, picture frames, has been fash- foned by the artisan members to whose | talents recognition fs richly due and forthcoming. Further adornment such as pictures is all the handiwork of Sequotans. A gala night will be next Wednes- day, and emphatic points of attraction will be the exhibit of pictures of Miss Annie Frances Briggs and C. P. Neil- son, with the fine collection of Dr. Arnold Genthe's photographs. Those in the honorable and enviable posi- tion of reception hostesses are Mrs. Albert Gerberding, Mrs. H. E. Hunt- ington. Mrs. A. E. Graupner, Mrs. Fernando Pfingst, Mrs. Russell H. Cool, Mrs. Mark Gerstle, Mrs. Norris, Mrs. B. F. Older, Mrs. Linda Bryan, Mrs. Frank Deering, Miss Lalla Wens- elburger, Miss Bdnah Robinson and Miss Mary Bell . The musical tea at the Tevis home next week—Saturday afternoon—is one of the oncoming affairs that is re- ceiving much premature attention. By reason of its object, the good of the Episcopal Old Ladies’ Home, interest is more than ordinarily widespread. Mrs. Willlam Tevis is lending her home and beautiful grounds that there may be adequacy of surroumnd- ings for the cause in which so many enter. A programme of music, in which the Hawallan orchestra will play a part, will be offered and solos by various talented pianists and vo- calists will increase the interest. Mrs. | [John L Sabin, president of the home, —t| who is taking a very the furtherance of th assistance of the b and a score of bright, ciety girls. active hand in aftair, has the d of managers attractive so- & 0 Captain and Mrs. J. C. | tertained at luncheon | board the revenue qutter McCulloch | at Sausalito, Congressman and Mrs. Joseph R. Knowland, Mr. and Mrs. W. B. Hamilton and Mr. and Mrs. W. J. Martin. Cantwell en- Wednesday, on Mr. and Mrs. George R. Field have returned from Honolulu and will reside at the Pleasanton for a few weeks. e 8 Mrs. M. A. Seley will entertain chil- dren on Easter Sunday, April 23, from 10 to 4, at her home on Gough street. Mrs. Seley remembers little people every year, and though her health is not robust. she gives her time and at- tention to their pleasure each Easter. Mrs. Seley is the widow of the late Colonel Seley. . Mrs. W. H. Talbot and daughter, Miss Vera, have returned from a pleasant tour of Southern cities. —————————— Wit of a Student. Recently, says the Westminster Ga- zette, a notably amusing answer was given by a student in the natural phil- osophy class at Edinburgh University. Professor Tait bad given as ome of the questions In an examination paper, + “Define transparent, translucent and opaque,” which was dealt with by the student thus: “I cannot precisely de- fine these terms, but T can indicate their meaning In this way—the win- dows of this classroom were once transparent, are now transiucent, and if not cleaned very soon will become opaque.” The answer gained full markh from the amused professor. —_——— Townsend's Cala. Glace Fruits, in tistic fire-etched boxes. 10 Kearny and new stors now open, 767 Market st. —_——— Baker's Celebrated Chocolats ring our Easter Bggs, at Town: S iy Db end 160 Mt ot b ; 3 —_———— Easter Candles in fire-stched boxes at Townsend’s, 767 Market st. and 10 Kear- ny st . ——— Special information supplied dally to business houses and public men by the Press Clipping Bureau (Allen's), 30 Cali- fornia street. Telephone Main 1042, * ' p+q FRESH FROM THE SPRING JOKE FACTORY b+q IN POLITICS, Congressman—Can you recommend me to a .good po- litical carpenter. The Senator—Political carpen- The ter! What do you want done? The Congressman—I want him to nail some campaign lies. & : HOUSE-CLEANING TIME., Mrs. Jobson—Some man has in- vented a yacht that does its own tacking. Mr. Jobson—T wish he'd get busy and invent a carpet that does its own tacking. THEIR PLACES CHANGED. “She used to be his model and stand around when he told her to. “And now?” “She is his wife, and he stands around when she tells him to.” SCIENTIFIC WAY. “They were married by tele- phone and divorced by tele- graph.” “How could they be divorced by telegraph?” “She opened a message that ‘was addressed to him.” OLD BIRD. Mrs. Justwed—I want a chick- en that I can fry, roast, stew or fix up any way I want. Dealer—Here’s one, lady, you can do anything you like with and not hurt it