The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, January 31, 1906, Page 8

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL. THE SAN FRANCISCOCALL SPRLCKE[E ADDRESS ALL COMMUNICATIONS TO ;fl“\ l). . .Manager THIED AND MARKET STREETS, S8AN FRANCISCO ....... JANUARY 3r1; 1900 JONN McNAUGHT PUBLICATION OFF] THE SHIPPING BILL. ter of aiding American shipping in order that our trans- [ portation facilities on deep water may bear some relation to m:n..r(‘( of our foreign trade has been thrashed dut to 1 is now before Congress in shape for action. Our amounts to $3,000,000,000 a year, and only a small f it is carried in our own ships. We have to rclv on the 1ant marine of Great Britain, France, Germany and the Scandi- States to carry our cargees. War in Europe, always possible, t once ahnd;:e our deep sea facilities to the mjury of our commerce. Six months of such impairment would cost us six times as much money as would put American shipping to the front, under We maintain our domestic postal service by an an- from the treasury of from $15,000,000 to $20,000,000. s is paid becduse the postal service is necessary to our commerce. 1860 the tonnage of American ships in foreign trade was trade 2 in 1870 it was 1,516,800; in 1880 it was 1,352,810; in 1890 it )5; in 1904 it was 898,768. In 1860 our exports were $3 were $1,460,827,271. As our foreign trade n 1904 they 1 tonnage falls. The commerce of San Francisco without the use of foreign bottoms and of for- nage, and what is true here is true of every commerce by rail has been encouraged by sub- and land grants. Our people have been alive to e trade ever since a land subsidy built the It was Stephen A. Douglas who con- method of supplying the needs of domestic transporta- ress never flinched when those needs were disclosed to it. re were scandals over the railroad subsidies, and there will shipping subsidies, but shall we therefore flinch to the needs of our foreign as we did to those of ade? Because spice grinders put cocoanut shells in we refuse the use of condiments on our food? nent assistance, amounting to about one-tenth that given 1l rehabilitate American shipping. If one-half of-the ibsidy were devoted to American shipping, in ten be carrying our foreign commerce in our own bot- 1 a position to get a share of the deep water trade iters ver - are now down, in regard to our shipping, and it is ign flags to which we pay over $100,000,000 a year in )t be supposed that we were always down. Once e trade of the world in the same position that the world We were the leading maritime nation. We had more | ir flag than any other country. In 1854 we built| age. In 1855 we built 583,450, or in the two years | le now we own a total of only 898,768 tons. From ign nations could not go to war requiring troop without our assistance. American ships carried British armies to the East in the Crimean war. r 8 sh war and its incidents required that American ps be sent over sea our Government had to buy foreign ships f them into transports. 1 these facts are preieme'l the opponents of American ship- ten to point out that our former supremacy in the world’s t marine was reached without the assistance of subsidies. t and it is also true that our merchant marine was de- 1 by our commercial rivals, Great Britain, France and Ger- by the use of subsidies for their shipping. A merchant may in business without advertising until a competitor appears advertises. Then the merchant must advertise or see his busi- to his more enterprising competitor. A new factor has ap- in his trade and he must use it or go to the wall, and his thrive on the trade. That is exactly our: situation | to our shipping. It flourished until our competitors began merchant marine by subsidies. Then it faded. The n is, Shall we restore it by the same means so success- s our rivals, or shall we let it disappear entirely? in five years we are likely to have a foreign trade > to $5,000,000,000 a year. The orderly reorganization of 1 Asia will fill the Pacific with shipping. Shall we let all of Je expansion in deep water tonnage go to our rivals, and pay them $200,000.000 a year freight, or shall we make an effort to carry our erce in our own bottoms? It seems that both nation:l prudence join in declaring that our shipping shall be re- i to that end' we apply the means used by our rivals to true, ve and ness g ed itor will he shipping bill will revive American ship building and stim- ulate a great variety of useful industries, employ more labor, pay more wages, absorb the idle strength of the country, and put our r e under our own flag’ rchan PORTO RICO. ) ROWTH of political sentiment and civil government in Porto G Rico is made a study of in a little book written by Edward S. Wilson, who is United States Marshal of the island. He is ) the author of “An Oriental Outing” and “Keynotes of Educa- " He seems to have looked studiously into the radical and perhaps ineffaceable differences between our own and such’ alien as are the inhabitants of the rich little islafid which has be- e at once our possession and our problem. Aside from what 1ed the value of his conclusions and his advice to the States, his remarks on these race distinctions, being made se at hand scrutiny, are pertinent to help us in our newly <en task to rule over alien races who will naturally have in understanding us, and whom perhaps we can lly understand. Although Porto Rico is the whitest island in the West Indies and has 600,000 whites to 350,000 mulattoes and negroes, the popu- m that is called Caucasian is miore or less mixed with Indian blood. There is not a full-blooded Indian on the island and yet the typical Indian visage is seen everywhere. When Spain colonized the island, white women were at first forbidden entrance, and the rewcomers mixed with the Indians. However, blood is not the only bar to thorough amalgamatmn with American ideals, for climate has . powerful effect in causing differentiation. Wilson says: “The Latin-Indian flavor will outlast centuries; it is a part of the sin- bear So strong does he think this power of the climate is he predicts the Americans who go to Americanize the island will after a few years more closely conform to the Porto-Rican civiliza- tion than will the insular to the continental. This difference of race making permanent "differences of ideals of civilization does not in any way dishearten Wilson in regard to our ownership of the country. He says Porto Rico is becoming more American every day. He believes the people will be loyal. e wishes to hasten and increase this loyalty by giving the inhab- itants a genuine republican governmént. It is now so only in name, for the votes of the people do not control the upper house. Because the Porto Ricafis have differing-emotions and opinions from us he does not think that implies they are necessarily worse. ' He ‘wants race: o them given a fuiler self-government so they can work out the dis- |m ;‘:n nitric acid every day um dn-. tinctive lines of welfare and happiness their differences of nature, blood and climate cause them to desire. For one specific fault he makes complaint on behalf of the natives, that the needless and |To rub mmw -m-u..m.pu reckless spending of the people’s money be stopped. He says that gfiom duty i« the one thing most needed to-day—*the t.hmg nearest the public welfare and closest to a healthful assimilation.” —_—— With a seat on the New York Stock Exchange selling for $97,500, the lambs can see where the mist sauce comes in~—St. Louis Globe-Democrat. WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 31, 1906 (COPYRIGHT, —_— HAT was a crool thing they done at th’ Waldorf- Astorya to me frind Hagan,” sald Mr. Dooley. : ‘T “I don’t know him,” sald Mr. Hennessey. “Who is he, annyway?” “Ye know him all right, but ye don't recontze th’ name,” sald Mr. Dooley. “He's more cillybrated undher what Ho- gan calls his nom de plum iv Jack O'Brien—Phillydelphy Jack O'Brien. Ah, now I see ye know him. All gr-reat warryors take martial names whin they enter th' ring, onless they have thim to start with like Sulllvan.. I wans® knew a Jew man be th’ name iv Mulkoweski, who fought or run away or lay down undher th' haughty name iv Ryan. So this Misther Hagan, whin he took up th’ manly art iv hidin’ his fellow man f'r a percintage iv th' gate re- ceipts, adopted th’ name iv a gallant thribe, a name, Hin- nissy, for-midable enough to make his opponent jump out iv th’' ring without sthrikin’ a blow. He brought much honor be_his valor to th' city iv Willum Penn, an’ fin'ly reached th’ top iv his career be lammin’ th’' gr-reat Robert Fitzsimmons. Twas hardly a fair deal, d'ye mind, f'r Fitz- simmons is a decrepit, worn-out, decayed, dodderin’, senile oI’ man iv past forty. Besides, he was havin' throuble,| with his wife, an’ all th’ time he was fightin’ he didn’t see O'Brien at all, but on’y th’ beautiful face iv th’' fair but fickle wan, an’ thried to punch it. It was th’ vision iv this lovely creature that he swung at an’ th’' raysult was that he got a good lickin’, an’' so will anny wan who fights visions whin a wan-hundherd-an’-siventy-pound youth is thryin’ to knock his head off. That is, I thought he got a good lickin’, but I see be th’ pa-apers that 'twas not quite so simple. Th' hayro iv a thousan’ fights an’ a millyon challenges, inthervlewl snapshots, an’ melodhramas bowed his proud ruby crest in th’ anguish iv defeat an’ passed his loris to th' fair brow iv a youthful conqueror, an’ was gathered to th' gr-reat Valhalla iv pugylism, an’ sald hg was sick to his stomach an’ cudden’'t go on. An’ O'Brien, iv coorse, jined th’ other pro-fession that its members ar-re so proud iv that they always change their names whin they enther it. In other wurruds, Hinnissy, he became an actor. B i Real Life in a Great City. P “Afther returnin’ to his native city, an’ bein’ received with more énoolna enthusyasm thin if he was a reformed Mayor, he wint up to New York an® made sthraight 'r th' centher iv all that is best an’ says so in th’ life iv our young raypublic. It was th’ avenin' hour, an’ th’ scene beggared description an’ manny iv th’ guests. AIl New York had gathered there her beauty an’ her chivalry fr'm Aby Hum- mel's office an’ the Stock Exchange. There was also some beauty an’ a dash iv chivalry fr'm Peotone, What Cheer an’ Barrys Landing. Th' millyon incandescent electhric lights shone upon th’ innocent little childher Iv th’ cultivated classes, an’ was reflected In their dimon tiaras as they played skip rope with ropes iv pearl through th' corrydors or begged a frozen absinthe fr'm th’ head barkeeper. Thelr childish prattle about th’ prob’ble price iv Amalgamated an’ th’ latest scandal at Newport give an’ air iv artless simplicity to th' scene. “It was th’ dinner time, an’ Rayfined Wealth was at its avenin’ repast, or just goin’ to it. Four hundherd bartind- ers were shootin' cocktails at a sthrugglin’ mass iv thirsty but incurable millyonaires in front iv th’ bar. A thousan’ , waiters were dashin’ through th’ scores iv gilded dinin’- rooms, swingin’ plates i{v soup wildly over their heads or pourin’ thim into th’ hafr iv favored guests. Th' head walter was talkin’ soclety gossip with wan iv th' leaders iv th’ four hundherd. A gr-reat captain v Industhree was makin’ a punch in a coal scuttle, composed iv akel parts iv champagne an’ tobasco sauce. Th’' man.at th’ cigar counter was hammerin’ wan iv our mos' prom'nent speculators f'r gettin’ him in wrong on copper. A gintleman fr'm Pitts- burg was dashin’ through th’ Palm Room pursued be th’ wife iv his bosom. Two iv what Hogan calls th' jewness dory were mixin’ it up on th' flure iv th’ billyard-room. Flocks iv process-servers hovered about ready to deliver sommonses in divorce proceedin’s. A group iy our mos' consarvative financeers were locked in thelr rooms upstairs an’ throwin’ empty bottles at officers tv th’ law with war- rants. Th' hum iv polite convarsation an’ th’' light laugh was 8o incessant that it was with difficulty wan cud hear th’ fightin’ in th’ rooms, th' colledge cries iv th’ Yale foot- ball team which was rushin’ through th' ladies resthrant, MR, DOOLEY ON HOTELS AND HOTEL LIFE. By F. "P. Duane. 3 REPRODUCED BY PERMISSION.) ! 1806, BY COLLIER'S. | th' smashin’ iv baggage, th' ringin’ iv bells, th' bets, th’ music jv th’ brass band, or th' veices iv th’ tastefully dhressed pages punchin’ their way through th' fam'ly groups an’ callin’ aloud names that are a household wurrud to all Americans. In short, Hinnissy, 'twas wan iv thim {uite hotel avenin's whin American gintlemen an' ladles take their aise afther th' sthrenuse life iv th' day. “Into this restful ‘home iv elegance th' coorse prize- nghter foorced his vulgar way. He was given room be- | tween a promoter Iv Hackensack Meadows an' th’ well- known ex-puddler who is goin’ to marry Miss Flossy Gum- drop iv th’ Hot Stuff Exthravaganza Comp’'ny, if his wife don’t kick up too much iv a fuss. But it was not f'r long. Th' rumor soon spread that th’ hospital roof iv th' raysort iv aristocratic leisure sheltered a prizefighter, an’ there was th’ divvie to pay. Th' home lover who was makin’ th' punch in th’' resthrant indignantly demanded his bill an’ refused to pay it. Angry mathrons gathered their little wans fr'm th' broker's offices an’ th’ caffy, put en thelr pearl an’' dimon dog collars., an' prepared to leave. Th" Standard Oil magnates upstairs telephoned down that they wud give up their rooms an’ march out if they weren't afraid iv bein’ arrested. But th’ hotel officlals were prompt to act. Th' chief detictive, who had been pryin’ a cabman off a bank prisidint with deleeryum thremens, brought th’ prizefighter to th’ desk. ‘You must lave hers at wanst,’ sald th’ chief clerk through th’ megaphone that all em- ployes Iv th’ house use f'r convarsation. ‘It shall niver be sald that this here fam’ly hotel, consicrated to American domestic life, has been polluted,’ he says, ‘be a prizefighter, hes says. ‘Prizefightin’ Is a lawful occypation,’ sald the conqueror iv th' gr-reat Fitzsimmons. ‘Thin we haven't any place f'r ye’ says th' clerk. ‘Get out,’ he says. An’ poor O’'Brien had to lave, an’ there was no place f'r him to rest his head that night but th' newspaper offices. But th' Waldorf was saved, th’ purl was averted, an’ befure manny hours th' shelter iv wealth resumed th' ordhinry quite an’ peace iv a Wild West show. AR SRR S A —_— 1 Hotel Life Too Gay for the Poor. “An’ there ye ar-re, Hinnlssy. I see in th’ pa-apers th’ other day a fellow said we'd soon all be livin* in hotels. I think be all iv us he meant th' rich, f'r th’ life is too gay fr th’ poor. I wanst lived in a hotel f'r a night. I was bumped out iv a bus at th’ dure, an' as I got to me feet th’ porter threw me gripsack at me, an’ it opened up, an’ I was some time findin’ me collar. I wint to th’' desk an’ afther I got th' attintion iv th’ clerk he called a bellboy about thirty-eight years ol’ an’ says: “‘Take him to room forty thousan' and elght’ He sald it in such a way I thought he wud've been more respictful if he'd put on th’ black cap. ‘This way,’ says th' boy, an’ he pushed me Into an ilivator filled with ladlevn gintlemen an' th’ sparkle iv joolry an’ armony. There was plenty iv room f'r me, but .hardly enough f'r th’ buttons on me vest, which was scraped off as th' ilivator flew on its mad flight. Ivry lady that got off give me a good poke In th’ back to remimber her by. A heavy ol’ gintleman shtud on me feet an’ thried to pretind he didn’t know It be lookin’ over me head. Ivry time th’ criminal in charge iv th’ {livator stopped th’ car he jolted me fr'm me heels up, an' ivry time he started it I had a quare sinsation llke a thrickle iv ice wather run up me spine. But on we wint till we hit th’ roof, th’ dure swung open an’ I thripped out on me head, just In time to hear th' ilivator man say: ‘Look out f'r th’ step.” Th' bell- boy led me down a long an’ richly darkened hall, through ‘scrubbin’ brushes, thrunks, boots an" shoes, an’ a sky ter- rier, opened a secret panel in a wall an’ led me Into a warm and fragrant recess or room overlookin' th’ new chimbley iv a powér-house. Th' room was well lighted, but not in a way to blind ye, be a window high up on th' wall, be an electhric light so placed that it was not nec'ssary to shave be it. Says I to th’ boy: ‘A very nice place to keep a pair iv suspenders, but where's th’ bedroom? ‘What ar-re ve givin’' us? says he. ‘This {s th’ bedroom,’ says he. ‘But where's th’ bed? says I. ‘This Is it, ye jasper, says he, an’ he onfolded a bureau agin th' wall an' disclosed a model {v th' bad lands iv Dakota in ossified ticking. ‘Am I to sleep in that? says L ‘Ye ar-re, says he. ‘Well, thin,’ says I, ‘sind down to th’ bar an’ get'me a quart iv ye’er best ol' vatted chloroform,’ says I. e | Some Incidents of a Night. “Did: I sleep? Almost. Wanst about iliven o'clock I almost passed away. I dhreamt I was havin’ a plasther cast iv mesilf taken f'r th’ Art Museum whin th' tillyphone bell rang an’ th’ tillyphone lady’s volce asked me if I was Jawn W. Grates. I said not yet, an’ she says: ‘Ring’off thin, I don’t want ye,’ she says. Thin I thried to sleep again, but it was no use. At midnight th’ childher iv th’ hotel begun comin’ in fr'm th' theayter, an’ had their sup- pers v Welsh rabbits an’ jelly cake befure going to bed. At’ wan o'clock a gintleman who was singin’ to himsilt thried to get into me room be mistake, an’ spint th' nex' hour apologizin® to me an’ off'rin to fight. At two o'clock a lady an’' her husband in th' adjinin’ room fell out over somethin’, and’ she cried in th' hall." At three o'clock a poker game on th' flure below broke up in a row. At five o'clock they started holeystonin’ th' deck over me head. At half-past five th’ carpet-sweeper got to wurruk. At six 'th’ chambermaid begin thryin' th’ qure, an’ dld it ivry five minyits aftherward. ‘Siven o'clock was th' hour f'r th’ foldin’ bed to resume its original form, an’ it did it without lettin’ me know. I was rescued, an’ I wint home an’ slept { th' sleep iv th' poor, th' just an’ th' domestic. No, sir; hotel life is not f'r th' likes iv us, Hinnissy. It's f'r thim that loves mad gayety, th’ merry rattle Iv th' tillyphone bell, th’ electhric light that ebbs an' flows, th’ long an’ In- vigoratin’ walk to th' bath, th’ {livator that shoots ye up an’ ‘down or pasies ye by, th’' clink iv th’ dark ice in th’ pitcher, an’ th’ mad swirl iv th’' food in th resthrant where th' warm molst walter rubs ye'er plate affictionately with th' otheér man’s napkin an’ has an attintive ear f'r ivry wurrud iy ye'er private convarsation. All this is f'r th‘ rich. Gawd bless thim an’ keep thim out iv our detached or semi-de- tached hovels or homes, th' only possessions th' poor have Teft.” “I'yve heerd,” sald Mr, Hennessy, “that this h'ro fellow O'Brien wanst threw a fight.” «I don't belleve it,” said Mr. Dooley; “if he had he wud've been a welcome guest.” 3 THE DOCTOR’S LAWSUIT. BY JUDGE H. A. MELVIN. (The following poém was written and de- livered by Buperior Judge Henry A. Melvin of Alameda County at a medical banquet. While Judge Melvin's talents are well known to eMine in judicial and club circles it is not generally known that he occasionally cultivates the Muse.) ADOCTOR once dled (80 the lnnlllltl‘ tell), And quickly was given -M’hqln Hell, ‘Where iahnl-lndhhnfin‘flmoe- cupation Of punishing preachers by cauterizatlon. The Devil stood ca: Of metal all molten pale, He lwltchec in and his tall. case his {: For mwb.oh down in Supply of Imu upply of m He sald wi Hhmkvuumh.mrmfl easy at hand. Anflvhnhmmthtnummm- utes—say engaged his number 'tis m&o mention, Ud.lhammlnl for a %mmmymmm' one day a mishap to Satan befell, called for 'tmum-m it relessly and damnably And stooping, a Monk on his fork to Im— old llun perused it and seemed much n.lmlh "xmwnm‘ufimwm near to a pot|In due time the Doctor, as medicos P" Proceeded to send to Mephisto a bill. blistered the end But to | it, wltlod.hl that were The doctor was “ud”‘w to the 'l‘h-Doctur, with anger, grew white and Andmcnm-miummuuu.hnam ummmmn- promptly ‘would sue. mflumwflt "!uun' " cried the Devil, “and that's mac ,mnwmmm-umm such sort mxmtwflhmvmmudnmurm £ 2y Etfimm»«hflw‘mm »And om;gtwu:mm—'mu.m*- Occidental Accidentals BY A J. WATERHOUSE —_— SUPPOSE YOU HAD NO SHOW. OU have made a success of the game, my friend, and you're rather inclined teo say: “There is never a doubt "twas my skill won om-l'm a cute one, any- way.” And you talk with an air, not vulgar pretense, but merely the air which shows That its bearer is wise to his merit's size and that it's remarkable knows; You have loads of gold, or stacks of fame, and you feel that your footsteps shake The round, round earth to fIts ut- most girth when a stately stroll you take. You are all of this, and I'm sure of it, for I've met you oft, you know; But suppose a case that might cloud your face—suppose that you had no show. Suppose you were born on the Bar- bary Coast, or the East Side of New York, ‘Where the bottle of life holds shame and strife and the devil pulls the cork, ‘Where the brood illiterate swarms and crawls like maggots upon a cheeser— Suppose you were born of some doltr ish pair in haunts that are foul as these; Suppose that your brain were a slug- gish thing and your soul were callow and blind, Where then were the fame that you boast to-day, or ths purse that is metal-lined? Oh, it's natural, quite, for us all to feel that we earn success as we 8o, But where were the swagger that makes men stagger, suppose that ‘we had no show? "Ah, human pride is a petty thing, as it simpers and ‘struts and telgns. Is the credit mine, would you dare opine, that my parents both had brains? Is the merit yours that your father knew, like Midas, the golden clutch? Oho for the swagger that makes men stagger! It withers, you'll find, at a touch. There is many a man’ who is better than we, though we haply vote him boor, For he did his best, and he stood the test, when his chance was mea- ger and poor; And we'd better get down from the hobby-horse where our horm of conceit we blow, For we would not be what we are, you see, If we never had had a show. “There!” sald Geighboy, as he wmet the glass down and took another clove, “that makes me feel proud of myself. “I don't see why it should,” Swift- leigh remarked. “Don’t, hey! Well, haven't I downed my enemy again?” And Swiftleigh smiled a weary smile as he said, yes, he had noticed it. ALFALFA PHILOSOPHY. The world's acclamations don't prove es much es some folks think they do. They wus a time w'en enedict Arnold an’ Aaron Burr stood purty mid- dlin’ high in society, an’ Judas Iscariot is calc'lated to hev cut some figger In his own ecircles. Gen'ly speakin’, I've noticed that the fellers ’at’s allers whinin’ ‘at life hain't given them w’at they deserve orto thank heaven ‘at it hain't. They's one consolation ‘bout death: It's the on'y thing in the world ‘at could make some fellers let go of the wealth they don't deserve to keep. A creed’s the coat 'at religion wears. You kin take the coat off, an’ w'at re- mains underneath 'll be the same thing es it wus before. A woman has a right to call a vase a “vahs” if she desires, but if ever she goes to heaven's gate an’ asks Peter to let her into that plahs I'm afraid he will find it a hard cahs to understand her. Et ev'ry prodigal son hed to live on husks I s’pose a.good many of ‘em would 80 home. Trouble is, es I've noticed it, lots of 'em manage to keep up a purty stiddy diet of hot birds an’ small bots, an’ they don't find it discouragin’ to in- iquity. The virchoo ’at’s resoomed on Sundays might be well 'nough ef it didn't git so ‘wrinkled an’” nnlty an’ to smellin’ so pe- CO0lyeragprin’ the rest o' the week. ‘WE MAY RISE ALTHOUGH WE FALL I hold this truth as most of worth— The gold beneath the clay of earth— That somewhere in this soul of ours Is hidden seed that buds and flowers In will our stalwart best to do, Though hard the road that we pursue; That still the truth is clear to all That man may rise although he fall. I have but walked a crooked way, And far and long my feet did stray; The red, red rose of evil grace, T've held it fondly to my face; Have wandered by the chasm's verge, Heard siren voices forward urge; Yet my soul’s promise holds me thrall, That I may rise although I fall. Ho, brother on the weary road, ‘Who still do reap as you have sowed; Ho, sister of the salntly class, ‘Who yet just once—but let it pass, For whom am I to throw a stoue? And who are you, if all were known? Let’s thank the gods, or great or small, That we may rise although we fall. ‘We hide some deeds—but let them go, Assured that heeding angels know? And, too, they know-temptation's might, Its lying promise of delight; So, commen falt'rers on the way, ‘We'll still look up alf we stray, And thank the God who made us all That we may rise although we fall. ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS. Fond Mother—You say that the baa —— His case, and directed immediate suit.. 'Twas done as he ordered and ere many The Smart Set. BY SALLY SHARP. Miss Josephige Beedy will entertain at a tea to-day at her home in Sausalito in honor of Miss Cornelia Campbell, who will be married next Tuesday to Harry Akin Yeagell. Several affairs have been given in Miss Campbell’s honor recent- ly. Yesterday she was the honored guest at a pleasant luncheon aboard the cutter McCulloch. Captain and Mrs. J. C. Cant- well were hosts. . Several town folk will cross the bday to-night to attend the wedding of Miss Ethel Creilin and Whipple Spear Hall, which will be an important seciety event in Oakland. el Mrs. Ernest Albert Stent is entertain- ing to-day at a large luncheon In honor of Mrs. Haldimand Putnam Young. . .. Two bridge parties will engage the at- tention/of several players to-day, Mrs. Erwin G. Rodolph to entertain half a hundred guests in her apartments at the Marie Antolnette, and Mrs. Gustavus Boyer having bidden a large number to meet at her new home on Octavia street. .« s The Presidio hop room will be ablaze with lights this evening, and a gay throng of dancers will gather from town and the neighboring posts to enjoy one of the very pleasant parties for which this military garrison is noted. . 9 @ Mrs. Pelham Ames will be one of this week’s hostesses, having issued Inmvita- tions for a bridge party on Friday. . s Nine tables filled with bridge players passed a delightful afternoon at the home of Mrs. Joseph Anderson Chansior at ‘Washington and Jones streets yesterday. Several guests from across the bay were added to the San Francisco contingent, Mrs. Chanslor having a wide acquaint- ance In Oakland's smart set, where she was well known as Miss Hattle Kimble before her marriage. A profusion of flowers was used in dec- oration on every hand, American Beauty rcses predominating, with & generous mingling of pink carnations. .. . The Gayety Club held the third dance for the season In Century Club Hall laat evening, the event proving, as usual, to be thoroughly enmjoyable, even with a smaller attendance than heretofore. On this occasion there was a notable absence of several prominent maids. Those present included Miss Elsis Tal- lant, Miss Helen Chesebrough, Miss Mal- sle Langhorne, Miss Amy Brewer, Miss Lucy Gwin Coleman, Miss Edith Berry, Miss Olga Atherton, Miss Maude Bourn, Miss Natalie Coffin, Miss Newell Drown, Miss Sara Cunningham, Miss Dorothy Eells, Miss Frances Howard, Miss Chris- tine de Guigne, Miss Anita Harvey, Miss Genevieve King, Miss Gertrude Josselyn, Miss Elizabeth Livermore, Miss Margaret Newhall, Miss Abby Parrott, Miss Leuise Boyd and Miss Christine Pomeroy. The cotillon was led by Allan Wright and Lieutenant E. Locke, U. 8. A., many pretty figures and favors attending. The large auaitorium presented an attractive appearance in Its tasteful dressing of greens, huckleberry and woodwardia fern. Miss Elsie Tallant served as host- ess of the evening. ~ L Sequola is becoming a favored rendez- vous for its members for after-theater suppers and Informal evening affairs. On Monday several Sequolans attended a box party at the Majestic and then wended thelr way back to the club rooms for sup- per. In the coterie were Mr. and Mrs, L. Eugene Lee, Mr. and Mrs. Allan Dunn, Mr. and Mrs. Gale, Mrs. Otto Bendix, Mrs. Wenzelburger, Miss Lalla Wenzei- buiger, Mr. and Mrs. Adolphus Graup- ner, Charles H. Lombard and half = dozen others. Last evening the first regular meeting of the whist section took place, a goodly number of devotees convening and pass- ing a most enjoyable evening. This in- novation bids falr to become very popu- lar, adding zest to the already enthusias- tic atmosphere of the club. 3 Mrs. Walter Byron Webster will be Fostess at a series of Informal whist par- ties within the near future, entertaining four or five tables at a time. Guests have been bidden for this evening. . e ‘Mrs. John McGair has recalled the In- vitations which she recently issued for & luncheon for February 1L The affair was planned in honor of the “Order of the Crown,” of which Miss Laura Van Wyek was a member, and owing to her sad de- mise the event has been canceled. - . s e Mrs. Maurice Casey entertained several tables of bridge players at her home on the chances are at least nineteen out of twen- ty that your dear little Willle should re- celve nor.lr tanning at home, just to taybelle, why, go ahead.