The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, February 4, 1906, Page 26

THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL JOHN D. SPRECKELS. v sesesassscsnssssessssssss - PHOprietoe ADDRESS ALL COMMUNICATIONS TO ... THIRD AND MARKET STREETS, SAN FRANCISCO .....FEBRUARY 4, 1906 MEN WANTED. e time artificially, for the purpose of measurement. The ancients did it. Immemorial usage has caused such association of the events of each century as to individualize we treat a century as an allotment time, in which its gen- expected to individualize it by achievement. It is in that Dr. Jordan spoke to the Christian Endeavorers of f the Twentieth Century.” What he said may well be y by those whose last energies will soon expire in the century is young, but especially those whose full reer is to be lived out long before this century ends. me 1 society is becoming more unmequal in its co-ordination between those parts has al- ease inequality will go on gaining. Such must rted when this scholar and philosopher, with trained in- ons that others can judge only when seen in per- that instead of less the world is becoming more Instead of inequalities increasing and becoming fixed in ons, they are growing less, and those that are may te of flux and decrease. Evidence of this is found cker resentment of inequality than was ever known before. itry faces turn to President Roosevelt with an ex- conficence because he represents this resentment of in- ations a s sense or t . Jordan opens the door of hope to every man by showing not looking for the son of a rd, a Marquis or ven for a college graduate, but for a man who can man may have distinguished ancestry or a col- i ed by what he does, and not by descent or {e sees conditions rightly in declaring that never s openings for young men to raise them- wealth to start on. . ry wants cheerful men, who join the Chris- ilness and industry. His philosophical op- sm is 2 wholesome corrective of that ignoble discontent which f nal circumstances, instead of seeing its cause ual. This century demands no impossi- sired to give to it ‘its proper place in the ement. There is a sermon in its call for t of quality in them. They are not asked to sun, but to do their share of the sober and leaves the world better than before. y in their opportunity. Their State has age. Its permanent resources are ready i they promise to support here by the end prosperous, intelligent and happy com- has known. The climate is friendly to good health every hour of the day. be here, for they are everywhere. They 1 existence. We value wise men more be- We love the sunshine more because there strength because there is weakness. Virtue vice The healer is of more importance be- he great lawyer gains by comparison with benefits by its contrasts. Wisdom demands of opportunity, but it cannot compel equality ntage of opportunity. That depends on the re are some fools for luck, in the long run ft, tem nce and industry win out, by using e open to all and improved by some. Those ile conjuring and fail will continue to rail at t society will still build its imposing structure ess, and not on its disease and failure. i titution. Its names have been many, its lands and ages it has been a day of rest on 1e to thinking of the great issues of life. ished the food for this thinking, and if men give isure to it their sound thought will go into they will put better hands to building their of the twentieth century. wi OUR ALASKAN TRADE. s too much over isthmian matters and inci- ith the trade we have, and give too little at- » facilities for the trade we have not but may get by as two overland railroads and will soon have a in prospect. The Sound cities have no greater transportation conditions favor the further askan trade in San Francisco. To get it we iication by water. Roads and railroads are pen- wterior of that territory. Settlements and developments are timber, coal, copper, gold and no doubt petroleum , to enter into commerce. These and the fisheries will generate ge commerce. can energy has conquered the climatic resistance, and t Alaska will be fully exploited even if it be partly done t of the aurora borealis. The business men there want unication with this city. They should have it. There business and profit for fast freight and passenger steamers. es located here have long had their own boats to their ions, carrying their own freight. "What is wanted is a line non carriers, well built and safe boats, run on regular sched- "hen this is achieved the Government must do its part in im- proving the harbors and landing facilities on the Alaskan coast. It st be recharted, so that navigators will no longer depend on the cient charts made by Vancouver. While other nations are quarreling over the division of Africa s commerce, we have in Alaska more than is in all the Dark nent, and Americans are determined to get it out. They will cceed whether San Francisco sends them a steamer line or not. s should rise to its opportunity. h th e Al art is ¢ WHAT IS READ. RS. ROBINSON tells 2 Women'’s Club in Denver that some- ng must be done to stop the reading of modern fiction, ust where she draws the line between ancient and ction is not made clear. Does she want to introduce ollett and Fielding and Richardson to modern readers? If so, ere is the expurgating committee? She mentions Dickens and ackeray as desirable authors. We think they are as much read evér. They do not appear among those most read in public li- rary statistics, for the reason that they are in all private libraries, h Scott, Hawthorne, Cooper, Irving and Wilson. The essayists ound in the same good company. The people who draw the last novel out of the public library do so because it is advertised. The press reviews bring it to their notice; and it is read as a light recreation. The pathological litera- ture of the present day makes but little permanent impression upon the life and thought of the people. It is read in a sort of vacation , to fill in idle hours. The mind is like the body. Physical could not be sustained on food that is all assimilated. There must be a percentage of waste mattér. So it is with the mind. Its strength and sane action are sustained by a percentage of waste matter, that is supplied by the literature which excites Mrs. Rob- inson’s ire. The remedy she proposes for the evil that she has discovered indicates that her mind lacks poise. Her mental digestion is out of order. She has symptoms of intellectual dyspepsia, for she pro- poses that Mr. Carnegie shall serve three months in the penitentiary for each library building that he has donated to the people! This she thinks will put a stop to the reading of current fiction. But does her remedy go far enough? The objectionable books have to M e —CLEVELAND LEADER. HE Kickers’ Club was in session. T The subject for discussion was the deepest injustice each member had sustained in the course of his or her life. The long-haired artist had the floor. “The injustice that rankles me most,” he was saying, “is the little habit a wife of mine once had. I came home late occasionally. Whenever it happened instead of going quietly back to sleep after she had let me in she walted until I had fallen asleep and then got up noiselessly and stopped the clock. There the next morning upon the face of it was the time at which I had arrived.” When he had taken his seat there arose a writer. “What fatigued me most in my pdst I once offered a manuscript to an editor which got home before I did. Though this proves the facility of Uncle Sam's postal service, 1 have never yet been able to reconcile myself to the idea of it.” “Speaking of injustice,” observed an- other woman writer, “I had a specimen of it quite recently. A woman I know came to me in great distress about her work. She was practically penniless ments I had while she told me her tale of woe. “‘By the way,’ she said to me pres- ently, ‘what is the name of that woman’s paper you write for? T never wrote for a woman’s paper in all my life, but it might be better than noth- ing.’ “I felt a little insulted. It was not a woman's paper, but a large magazine. | Moreover, the editor was one of my best friends. However, since she was in such distress I gave her the name and a letter of introduction to the editor. “Moreover, 1 wrote to a well-to-do friend and asked her to help this needy one financially, since that happened to be out of my power. A few evenings later I career,” she sighed, “was the fact that | and I hastily offered her what refresh- | | THE KICKERS CLUB. /+!I—The “A's"Have It | called to see how she was progressing. I found her quite elated. She gave her- self airs upon remarking upon the visit of the wealthy woman, asking, haughtily, if I had also had a visit from her, which I had to own I had not had. Then came the blow that staggered me. The editor to whom I had introduced her had ac- cepted two of her articles. That very morning he had returned two of mine, with thanks.” “The injustice which rankles most with me,” said the sad-eyed woman with the | brown hair, “happened when I was a little girl." 1 belonged to the family of a min- | ister. He had sixteen, children, three by his‘first wife and thirteen by the second, 1 my mother. I was the thirteenth and was born on the thirteenth day of the month. { “That should have been enough bad luck, but it wasn't. They made me wash the dishes. Somebody else wiped them, but they made me wash them. It was awful. “Well, I went away from home visiting as often as I could on account of those | dishes. There was an uncle who lived about a mile away. He had a beautiful |country house and a beautiful gray- haired wife and a maid to wash the | dishes. My fondness for that uncle grew. It began to include the wife and the maid and all the chickens on the place. “Omne day I stayed all day long at the |house of my uncle. I had a lovely time. | They never made me do a thing. They had petted me as usual, making much of me to my heart’s content. Then before it begun to be dark they filled me with doughnuts and sent me along the way of the flowers home, Now guess what happened when 1 got home? ‘“I'hey had saved all the dishes from breakfast time till that dusky hour of twilight at wbich I arrived for me to wash up. “It was a bitter injustice, which I have never been able to forget.”—New York Sun. < | e BEAUTY OF THE YOSEMITE. | + OME men think that everything is S wila until they have mastered it. This is not so. Go to the stock farm and look over the young thor- oughbreds. Are they wild? Not a bit of it. But mount one. * * * Na- ture is only wild when man lays hands upon her, and after he takes them off. The house with the fallen chimney and the blind windows, and. the forest be- ginning to reclaim the fruitless orchard end the half moon hanging low above the hill—that’s wildness, if you like; and the abomination of desolation is a deserted rolling-mill. But there is nothing wild or appalling in virgin mountains and virgin forests. The vir- gin is young, blissful, brave, wide-eyed and friendly, free of movement and all serene grace; it 1s the woman who has beern felled and deserted that is wild. If you want measurements, don't go to Yosemite—they are there, but you won’t see them; they can't be taken in. Seven feet is not a great height for a rock, but it is for & man; and it would be prodigious to see a man clear such a it? Why would not that be just followed out to involve the paper Chicago News. / mills and a little less to pink tights years pm.—Inp'eh Capital. e ) height at a jump. Three thousand feet is a fair height even for a wall of rock; but that a river taking its source even higher among the mountains should find its way to the edge of such a wall and fall to the bottom is not wonderful. It would be wonderful if the river fell half way and then stopped. Even more wonder- ful If it fell from the bottom to the top. I am sick of the American phrase, “Go and see the wonders of so and so.” Yosemite has no wonders—only won- derful beauty and serenity and peace. The only wonder in the world is man. God made everything else beautiful and natural, But of all valleys of which we have knowledge Yosemite, with its cheerful waterfalls and smiling monas- terles, is the most beautiful. For its beauty is of that extreme degree which 18 possessed only by the seven seas, a few roses and one woman—Gouverneur Morris in “Into the Sereme Valley— Yosemite,” in The Outing Magazine for February. 3 A " be printed. For that presses made of iron and steel are used. Why not send to jail the men who mine the iron ore and those who smelt as sane and sensible a remedy for the harm done by printed books as the imprisonment of the donor of the building in which they are kept? The lady’s idea may be makers, bookbinders and P“"{‘"' If Santo Domingo wants to replenish its revenues let it hire a competent librettist and composer and put its revolution on the comic opera stage.— The calendars for 1906 seem to be running a little more t‘o Dutch wind- | o than has been the custom for Adolf, an Austrlan artisan, Anna, an aristocrat. Anna adored Adolf. Another aristocrat, Alfred, an Ambas- sador, adored Anna. Anna abhorred Alfred. Alfred addressed Anna, admitting ad- miration. Anna assumed amazement. Alfred abjured Anna. Alfred adopted aggressiveness. Anna admonished Alfred. Alfred’s audacity alarmed Anna. Alfred attempted abducting Anna. Anna, afraid and agitated, acquainted Adolf. Adolf accused Alfred. Alfred, angered, abused Adolf awfully. Adolf answered Alfred. Alfred attacked Adolf. Anna, aghast, aided Adolf. Adolf and Anna almost annihilated Al- fred: Alfred abdicated absolutely. Anna accepted Adolf. Adolf and Anna abruptly absconded, abandoned Austria altogether, arrived at Antwerp, and always abided abroad after- i ward.—Tit-Bits. ’ FUNNY, INDEED. 8. V. Kenkels, Philadelphia’s expert on autographs and books, sald at a sale apropos of embarrassment: -..at reminds me of a little girl out in Germantown. “There was company to dinner at her house one night and the little girl, point- ing to her plate, said in a loud voice: “‘Oh, mamma, ‘what is this?’ “The thing was a hair, but the mother, red with confusion, still had enough ready ‘wit left to say: ‘“ ‘Hush, dear; that is a crack in the plate.’ “The child cried in a still louder voice: ‘‘Oh, mamma, look; I can move this crack about! Isn’t that funny? ™ —_—————————— A MOVING TALE. There was a Dachshund once, 80 long You haven't any notion The time it took to notify His tall of his emotion. And thus it happened, while his eyes ‘Would weep with woe and sadness, Hig tail would still be wagging on Because of previous gladness. —St. Nicholas. ANSWERS TO QUERIES MARRIED WOMAN—N., Oakland, Cal, A married woman who buys real estate in the State of California with money that is her separate personal property can dispose of the same with- out the knowledge or consent of her husband and without his signature to the deed, just the same as If she were a single woman, and the sale would be legal. NAPOLEON—Miss K. J., Fruitvale, Cal. The nationality of a man is that of the country in which he was born. Nationality differs from citizenship in this, that a man Is alyways a native of the countrr in which born, but he may change his citizenship. Napoleon I, be- ing born in Corsica, is a Corsican, for although at the time of his birth Cor- sica was under French rule, it still re- mained Corsica, but Napoleon was at birth a French subject. adored FLUTE—Forty-year Musician, City. The Encyclopedia of Music has the fol- lowing, which is an answer to your| question: “The honor of the ten-key flute is given to Joseph Tancet, an ‘Englishman, who In about 1780 was popular as g\mr‘tormer on and maker of flutes. This was really a great step LOVE IS Sweet love is what A Sweet love is what When we walk not And love is as we O H, Love is blind, and Love is kind, And Love’s a blithesome fellow, And Love oft gets his second wind As Life and we grow mellow. His quiver is a dainty thing, And never would we break it; But best of all's the truth I sing: A moment’s thrill, cternal bliss, E’er love is what we make it. VW*NTVWiMAKErR we make it. MOMENT’S thrill, a moment’s bliss, A moment’s raptured passion; “And Love,” we sigh, “doth lead to this, For this his arrows fashion”; But in our heart the knowledge lies, And ne’er a doubt can shake it, That, though the fleeting moment flies, we make it. HE hand that holds our own in trust Through fair or gloomy weather; The eyes that moisten our poor dust together— Abh, love is this, and love is bliss, take it— (Y HE manners of the “young person” To! America have been so long a tar- get for foreign criticism that it must be a wonder to our trans-Atlantic friends that our older generation (who must once have been young) have anything admir- able left, aside from the extraordinary energy which, with a little aid from nat- ural resources, good crops, and a variety of climate, has given us a certain pre- eminence in material wealth, says a writer in the Century. Manners are sim- ply a refinement of amiability—“just the art of being kind,” which, as Mrs. Wilcox says, “is all this sad world needs’—but note! an art. A prominent English stu- dent of the United States has said that, on the whole, Americans are the least cruel people in the world. The absence of cruelty may be said to be the passive principle of kindness, and a very good foundation on which to begin a structure of manners. But much remains to do if we are to attain the fine art of soclal conduct—that supremacy of gracious- ness which is the bloom upon the fruit of the highest civilization. Without man- ners life becomes, under whatever glossy name, a vulgar scramblé for the trough. A tundamental principle of social inter- course is, within the range of self-re- spect, deference—not deference to the point of weak complaisance or obsequious- ness, but consideration of each in the true measure of his worth or needs; deference to’ parents, to the aged, to women, to persons of real distinction, fo guests— nay, to one of a casual encounter—the guest, as it were, of the passing moment. This is true humility, that Lost Plefad of the virtues, and it may consist with the firmest character. With the change of regimes and forms of government this code of deference changes its gradations, but it is as necessary to a democracy as to an empire. Will any one say that, in this seething L MANNERS IN AMERICA. new world, in a flood of ‘mmigration such as never before has been witnessed, and in the sudden eleva: 'n to opportunity, through newly acquh . wealth, of thou- sands who clamor for the “open door” of society, American manners are growing in refinement and charm? We yleld to no one in lpyalty to the admirable types of -women and men which America pro- duces; at their best there are none finer. What we are considering is the average. Nor are we now engaged with the ki dergarten of society; the knowledge of how to enter or leave a drawing-room, or the passing of the small change of conversation. ete., things that may be taken either too serfously or not seriously enough. The main question is, Has our conception of soclety kept pace with our opportunities, or has it fallen ‘behind? Have we, for instance, the French es- teem for things intellectual, by which a writer or artist of distinction, or & great sclentist, takes precedence of the merely rich? Is the man who serves the state faithfully, whether in or out of office, welcome, his social acceptability be equal, as the polished manipulatof ot great financial enterprises? We need not g0 across the ocean for traditions of a soclety ruled by the higher types of mind and taste. Cities like Boston, New York, Philadelphia, Baltimore, Richmond, New Orleans, St. Louis, each in its Indfvidual way, were once conspicuous in the eulti- vation of what we know as old-time gen- tility. They had then as now a firmiy drawn line of exclusion; but is it to-day as Inimical to the purse-proud, or the scheming promgter, or the vulgar rich? Not until after the present unsettled era of prosperity shall have been suc- ceeded by the repose of normal condi- tions will society be in the way of dis- covering and remedying the glaring de- fects that deprive it of the power which should belong to it. + COOK BOOKS. | | GROCERS AS 143 l DON'T know what to get for din- ner in the way of vegetables, _ said the puzzled housewife, as she looked over the array in the grocer's shop. “Why don’t you try some of those yel- low turnips?’ said the obliging clerk, with a bland smile. *“We got them in fresh this morning.” “I have tried them, and I don’t like them,” was the reply. “I cooked them and cooked them, but they were as tough as leather after an hour's boiling:"” “Perhaps you didn't try to mash them thoroughly after you took them out,” suggested the clerk. “No, I didn’t. Is that necessary?” “Certainly,” said the clerk, with the air of a chef. “It doesn’t make any differ- ence how long you beil them. They have to be mashed—fairly beaten to & pulp— and then they are as good as if not bet- ter than the white turnips.” The clerk filled the order, and turned to gerve another customer—an inquisitive man. “Do you have to tell many women how to prepare food?" asked the man. «] should say we did,” replied the clerk. “The grocery business is not what it used to be when everybody knew about everything that came into the market. — New things come to New York every ‘year, and the grocery clerks have to be up to snuff or the boss finds himself with a lot of stuff on his hands. For instance, artichokes have been coming here lately. Two years ago only a few people in this town knew what an artichoke was, and in order to sell them we had to learm ho they were prepared for the table and t our customers about them. Now we can sell artichokes as fast as we can get them. It was the same way with fresh mushrooms, although everybody knew what they were. But, strange as it may seem, while people would buy canned mushrooms they wouldn't touch the fresh ones. We finally got some recipes, for broiling and so on, and now they go like hotcakes at from 40 to 30 cents a pound. We used to have some trouble getting rid of our fresh cream cheese before it spoiled. But when we told the house- wives that it made a deliclous dessert served with nice jelly we had no trouble in disposing of it in plenty of time. “Yes, sir, we come pretty near having to be walking cook books, but that is what makes a man valuable to his em- ployer, for he sells more goods than the clerk who knows only enough to measure out coffee or wrap up a pound of butter.” —New York Press. £l FORCIBLE ARGUMENT. The little man was expounding to his audience the benefits of phiysical culture. “Three years ago,” he sald, “I was a miserable wreck. Now, what do you sup- pose brought about this ‘change in me?” “What change?’ sald a voice from the audience. 2 There was a succession of loud smiles, and some persons thought to see him col- lapse. But the little man was not to b® put out. “Will the gentleman who asked ‘What change? kindily step up here?” he asked suavely. “I shall then be better able to explain. That's right.” Then, grabbing the Witty gentleman by the neck: ‘“When I first took up physical culture I could not even lift a little man; now (suiting the actlon to the word) I can throw one abott like a bundle of rags.” And, finally, he flung the interrupter half a dozen yards along-the floor. "let!mm,th(m-flllflm lomdnylrmtsndmt I have not hurt this gentl 's feelings by my ex- -+ LONGWORTH'S PATE. Representative Nicholas Longworth's mail has quadrupled since his picture as the accepted suitor of Miss Roosevelt began to appear in the papers. Nearly all of his letters contain some reference to his lack of hirsute adornment, says the New York Press. He gets receipts for increasing the growth of his hair, and he is offered hogsheads of tonic for nothing, if he will only use the mixture and send a testimonial. Many of Mr. Longworth's letters are consolatory. He gets statistics to prove that no bald-headed man has ever been known to go insane; that lack of halr is a preventive against all manner of pul- monary disease, and, best of all, that criminals of all classes are noted for thefr growth of shaggy hair, usually straight and black, and that bald-headed men in all time and ages have stood for benevo- lence, intellectual ripeness and law-abid- ing qualities. The fortunate young bridegroom-to-be finds great amusement in these letters and during the lefsure which he hopes to enjoy on his wedding tour he is going to look into some of those claims and find out if his premature baldness is the bless- ing which his correspondents claim. Townsend's California glace frults candles in artistic fire- New store, 767 lnl-t.‘:' o R i